Treasure Island

Peter Elliott

(born 23-11-1950 / Cape Town, South Africa)

On Cars


ON CARS

Seated in a tram Through a window
One can feast one's eyes On a passing show

Of cars designed With style in mind
Some stand out more Than others you find

There's a Mercedes Twenty years old
Still distinctive To behold

That holds its shape Like a Jaguar
Another example Of a prestige car

A Rolls Royce cruises Stately by
It's not very often I do them spy

Motor-bikes too I like to see
There goes a racy Kawasaki

But I'm not too fussy I can be
Pleased to pass A Ford Falcon taxi.

Submitted: Sunday, August 23, 2009

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