Australia - Fj Holden Dreams Poem by Paul Warren

When I was a teenager I wanted a souped up FJ
That when you saw it drive pass right away
It would turn your head and say wow
What a car I want it straight away now

It would be lowered with a chrome engine
And with dual exhausts coming out at the end
The rear vision mirror would have fluffy dice
With metal fleck purple paint lookin' real nice

In those days there were still milk bars
And I would cruise Hindley Street driving far
In the early seventies Rock and Roll came back
With Del Shannon singing Runaway on the radio shack.

© Paul Warren Poetry