My First Ride Poem by Carolyn June

When I was just twenty years old
My very first ride; a ‘68 Camaro

My car had speed and a lot of style
Cruised the block going fifteen miles

Interior had leather bound bucket seats
Leaned way back and bounced to the beat

Nice big rims with chromed out spokes
Eight track player that was really stoked

Shined that beauty every chance I got
Even in the shade when it got too hot

Then I had my first accident
Hit a jersey wall; "A" frame was bent

"The car is totaled", was the final word
Traded it in for a new firebird