Vehicle Poems - Poems about Vehicle

I went to my car dealer, I hoped to save the planet The saleslady told me EVs were cheap, and to call her Janet She said we've got so many subsidies, and they're a great deal I bought a F-150 Lightning truck, thought it was a steal Janet waved as I drove off, then drank some champagne Her staff slapped...

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Time to buy a new vehicle , where do I start The possibilities are endless, the only I know for sure is that alot of money is about to depart Should I invest in a foreign ride or one from my own country So many types to choose from,which one might it be Should I stick to gas, go...

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"Hey buddies. so what are we doing !" Looks around and the clique has snotty faces on, pedigree pinkies in the air. "You are not one of we, the beautiful approved ones. You are uncultured and that's gross !" Whatevs, go .... ........ ! (Junior follows them to camp and pisssssssses on their campfire !) Satisfying, takes a plug of...

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A slow and painful crash Where one sees one's face Approach the dashboard in infinite detail Where one has time To check one's fear in the mirror But instead takes a suck on a vape And puts one's foot down And, speeding through abandoned suburbs, Is caught in a storm of fire. Carry me from the burning vehicle? No, better to wait inside And watch...

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Roses are red, violets are blue, Apply today, it's brand new. A sleek ride awaits, just for you. ...

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from SELL OUT Nick Armbrister Improved Build the car with thicker metal Give it a bigger engine more power Beef up the brakes and gear box Improve the other things You’ll get an improved model Looking like the old one But with state of the art Features full of benefits Ride drive like the winds Nobody and nothing to stop you A souped up Olds Mobile Give it...

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While vehicle underwent routine oil change today... At Norm's Save Station 551 Gravel Pike, Collegeville, Pennsylvania, yours truly suddenly realized fifty eight years earlier (a preschooler living at Lantern Lane) John Fitzgerald Kennedy assassinated November 22, 1963, 12:30 post meridiem Central Standard Time as he rode motorcade, through Dealey Plaza in downtown Dallas, Texas. The myth of Camelot (a place and time of idyllic happiness) actually assigned Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy (1929–1994) shattered instantaneously by...

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life's a vehicle on jagged highway. we're all passengers; some folks ride shotgun, and some in the back. destinations, dreams; all vary. some do reach theirs, some end up lost... cruising on vehicle known as life; end of the road death. Date written: 09/28/2021...

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Vehicle for our dreams takes main stations - decision and oblivion. April 28, 2021 Paradox of Life Contest Sponsor: JCB Brul Place; 3 Judged: Apr. 30,2021...

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His vehicle made luxury He knows not his drive The driver in front Taking rides him...

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Dozens of keys hung on a plentiful board Vehicles belong to each one Dangle of available engines ready to drive ...

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Vehicles of verse serve to prove how passions and purposes move from mind to mind. Our choice letters turn into words; missives sung by persuasive birds no axe to grind. Optimal words will brake at lines to drive the stanzas home by signs a nest to find. While I prefer form as my gauge some free range bards refuse that cage the wing-it kind. Vehicles of verse...

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BY CRAIG J. BURT & JIMMY BOOM SEMTEX 5/22/20 90 degrees today Crazy mood & happy Ready to test out my brand new Audi Down this bumpy road The best time's right now German made quality car Aircon & tunes are on You smile & we are complete....

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Temper is a vital ingredient In the whole mix of true love The temper in more numbers Carrying value in the books of love To test how genuine love in go Anger becomes a testing stone The love is put on sometimes halt Anger is not only cause to find fault To count how long the love in roll To go to...

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The wheels on the London bus go round and round, till the driver crashes it Tequila style. Everyone loses their heads, except him. He gets into a Black Bomber taxi and pops open a vodka. Need a lift guv? Being Normal Is Boring - Broken Aeroplanes, Screwed People, Alternative Writing,:) Jimmy Boom Semtex...

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