My Heart Does Purr Poem by Douglas Alan Stromback

my heart does purr
for visions of grandeur that's for sure
i have a need, for speed,
and the action, is my main attraction
sit still,
not me, it makes me ill.
i have to move all the time
and my words have to rhyme
my thoughts never stop,
and my eyes always shop.
i very seldom buy,
and a lot of things i am too afraid to try.
in my soul is fire,
and i hope to keep it right down to the end of the wire
i like to drive fast,
and i don't like coming in last.
fast like to skate,
i try not to hate
i try to forgive
as i live
but most of all i do,
look for what is true
i like my music loud
i enjoy a crowd
unless it is a traffic jam,
then i say damn
i like my coffee strong
sometimes i like to taste it all day long
most of all i like it black
and it gets my mind zooming on its racetrack
i like passion
it is my fashion
i like to feel the escalated heartbeat
to me that is a treat
i don't like to bunt
i would rather go for it on fourth down then punt
to me that is fun
i won't take a walk, but i'll take a base hit
i'll go for the steal to second, on first i won't sit
my heart does sing
to swing
in the end i'll just say i did it
and out of my soul i spit it.