Ode to a Cockroach
You are such a nasty creature
That is not a lie
If I could just catch you
You would surely die
You scurry around so quickly
Without an ounce of fret
You seem to think I like you
As though you are my pet
If I could I'd smash you
Like a pancake, oh so flat
Then sweep you inconspicuously
Under the welcome mat
I can't be alone here
For you will not leave me be
Because you like to prance around
For everyone to see
So now that you've multiplied
I cannot seem to stay ahead
I see you in the bathroom
I see from my bed
Someday I will move out
And you will win the fight
The only way to not see you
Is to turn off all the lights
--jimbo--
11-30-04
©All copyrights remains with the author
Monday, January 31, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
About a Truck
About a Truck
I have a passion inside me
Some call it just a thrill
It gets my juices flowing
When I am climbing a steep hill
I feel her body articulate
Almost more than she can bare
I take it up a notch
As I shift into low gear
She's not built exactly like I'd like her
But I love her just the same
Together we battle obstacles
For us it's just a game
We share the same interests
In the mud or on a rock
She isn't as pretty as her siblings
Since she's so far from stock
I laugh when people say they want her
Because I know she is only mine
I hope we are together
Til the end of time
You may think I am a little crazy
For my feelings for my truck
I don't even have enough fingers
To count the times we've gotten stuck
I like to see her topless
Even better with no doors
I don't hold it against her
'Cuz of the holes in her floor
We have frolicked in the water
Spun our wheels in Midland
Been to the arch in St. Louis
And the west Texas sand
I bought her a face lift
Made her look younger than the rest
Installed a new front axle
Figured it was for the best
Rebuilt her original motor
A 350 with a bore
New Edlebrock intake and carb
And so many goodies more
I know others do not feel this way
For them she is an ugly sight
I'm only paying homage
As I try to shed some light
She is my '75 Blazer
To her I am the man
What is the price of love?
For me it was a grand
-jimbo-
11-30-04
©All copyrights remains with the author
I have a passion inside me
Some call it just a thrill
It gets my juices flowing
When I am climbing a steep hill
I feel her body articulate
Almost more than she can bare
I take it up a notch
As I shift into low gear
She's not built exactly like I'd like her
But I love her just the same
Together we battle obstacles
For us it's just a game
We share the same interests
In the mud or on a rock
She isn't as pretty as her siblings
Since she's so far from stock
I laugh when people say they want her
Because I know she is only mine
I hope we are together
Til the end of time
You may think I am a little crazy
For my feelings for my truck
I don't even have enough fingers
To count the times we've gotten stuck
I like to see her topless
Even better with no doors
I don't hold it against her
'Cuz of the holes in her floor
We have frolicked in the water
Spun our wheels in Midland
Been to the arch in St. Louis
And the west Texas sand
I bought her a face lift
Made her look younger than the rest
Installed a new front axle
Figured it was for the best
Rebuilt her original motor
A 350 with a bore
New Edlebrock intake and carb
And so many goodies more
I know others do not feel this way
For them she is an ugly sight
I'm only paying homage
As I try to shed some light
She is my '75 Blazer
To her I am the man
What is the price of love?
For me it was a grand
-jimbo-
11-30-04
©All copyrights remains with the author
Saturday, January 8, 2011
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