Mike's 54 Dream Machine Poem by Edmund V. Strolis

Gritty, meaty bearing down
I dig the dents the scars, the scrapes
The mud caked tires and battered rims
The Spartan dash and ash tray
A swirl of cigar smoke to end a long day
Imagine the stories this beast could tell
No heap or melted metal ending
This giant lives to see a new day
Raw power a rolling salute to our past
Like a prehistoric monster roaring
From another time it calls to us
Not a shiny rich mans unblemished toy
But Mike's magnificent menacing machine