When I was barely a teen
I heard a rock-n-roll singer sing,
Something about a sweet and fast little thing -
Said she was the finest thing he'd ever seen
A real smooth movin' machine,
Prettier than a silver-dream -
Said she was oh so right
Both day and night,
And well worth a fight -
I listened close, ears wide open
Found myself longing and hoping,
My heart beat really stroking -
I was so young way back then
Couldn't truly comprehend
This wonder that really moves most men -
But ofcourse I grew
And became a young man too,
Learned my lessons, paid my dues -
Then came that incredible day
When desire fulfilled came my way...
Boys listen, for I am here to say:
No price is too high, no distance too far,
To find and to have that beautiful star -
No, I'm not talkin' 'bout a woman...
My first love, was ofcourse a car!
Great poem, Smoky! I never owned my own car until I was 23 years old. Grew up on a farm and drove my dad's pickup truck and John Deere tractor! This reminds me of " The Corvette Song" by George Jones. If you've never heard it, you can probably find it on YouTube or Paul's Video Jukebox. In fact, I'm going to go look for it right now!
Smoky- I was expecting another kind of fast, sexy number, all the way through. Let me say, you are getting your rhyming patterns down to a fine art. Really enjoyed this lok back
part 2----really got into this poem---and laughed to find you were in love with your first car, not your first pony-tailed girl! A fun and charming top marks write
oh, how I loved the ride! ! ! ! my dream car was a black Duster, its in the air, big wide tires in the back, a fine racing stripe on the sides, and a way of rumbling at a stop light that reved the soul
The Corvette Song is also called 'Hotter than a Two-Dollar Pistol'. My brother and I used to sing it together.
I have commented on this before, Smoky. George Jones, however, the singer of the song, was more of a country singer than a rock 'n' roller. Great song. I have it memorized.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You fooled me! I thought you were talking about a woman. Great way to end the poem!