Oh god of buggies, bring me a Bugatti!
I’ve seen a massive, stunning, glossy print
Of sparkling hood and wheels all fresh and natty
On a runway smiling with a glint!
With two lamps gleaming lighting up the dark,
It flies so fast that night and day are one;
From nought to 200 twice round the park,
A mile a gallon, goes off like a gun!
But pursestrings to the winds and damn the gas
It takes to fuel my lust for noise and speed,
I can’t wait for my trigger to kick ass
And rush off in that car I really need!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem