I wrote this for my GP. However, thought others might like it (or not) but whatever, figured I'd submit it here and call it "The Gbody Poem":
A click, a chirp, to her disarm:
one turn, two, and three's the charm.
Deafening was her gasping wake,
fire breathing, snorting, quake.
Indignant, sore, irate her tone,
she begged the pavement to dethrone.
A feather touch is all it took
the tires smoked, they cooked, then hooked.
One chirp -- purr, at two, we flee,
the sky was all the view to see.
Standing tall, she pulls a G,
Smoking import's sea to sea.
Gearing down, I over take
Destroyed was what stood in her wake.
And if you blinked you missed the plight
of them that couldn't put a fight.
Wait yet here, smokescreen's clear,
Senslessly in second gear:
The euros, japs, germans, rice,
Paid the price, not once but twice.
For though you breathed in gobs of smoke,
Yet shamelessly came back to choke.
Faster than the speed of light
She's gone alright, she's out of sight.
Written and copyright © 454muscle June 30, 2011.
Last edited by 454muscle
on Fri Aug 03, 2012 9:18 pm, edited 2 times in total.
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