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Desert Drive in a Shelby Mustang, an original poem

Started by deathsled, February 10, 2025, 10:07:02 PM

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deathsled

"Low she sits on five spoke wheels
Small block eight so live she feels
There she's parked beside the curb
Engine revving to disturb
She's the princess from his past
Red paint gold stripes damned she's fast"

FL SAAC

Another masterpiece unleashed, keepem coming Maestro!
When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.
Marcus Aurelius

Home of the Amazing Hertz 3 + 1 Musketeers

I have all UNGOLD cars

Not a SHELBY expert

Our pronouns are We Won

"Usque Ad finem"

deathsled

Quote from: FL SAAC on February 11, 2025, 07:59:09 AMAnother masterpiece unleashed, keepem coming Maestro!
Thank you for taking the time to listen.
"Low she sits on five spoke wheels
Small block eight so live she feels
There she's parked beside the curb
Engine revving to disturb
She's the princess from his past
Red paint gold stripes damned she's fast"

FL SAAC

I believe that no one here truly understands the grandeur and finesse of the fine manuscripts and eloquent verses that you conjure up during your frequent inspirational moments.

I just want to bring to your attention that I personally reap the benefits and thoroughly enjoy all your scriptures and ofcourse their literary value.

Thank You

Kindest regards,
Tony
When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.
Marcus Aurelius

Home of the Amazing Hertz 3 + 1 Musketeers

I have all UNGOLD cars

Not a SHELBY expert

Our pronouns are We Won

"Usque Ad finem"

67 GT350

Nice! How true it is to accept the end. Thats how you know you have made it.
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deathsled

Thank you for listening. On occasion I get inspired to write something depending on where one's thoughts drift late at night
"Low she sits on five spoke wheels
Small block eight so live she feels
There she's parked beside the curb
Engine revving to disturb
She's the princess from his past
Red paint gold stripes damned she's fast"

FL SAAC

Speaking of one of the master singers of the macabre, I will post the words to one of dead Jimmies and the Doors songs.

But will omit the last verses to it as we do have some very thin skinned mannequins that will obviously get offended and run to Mr Moderator

Here goes:

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes again

Can you picture what will be?
So limitless and free
Desperately in need
Of some stranger's hand
In a desperate land

Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's Highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake, he's long, seven miles

Ride the snake
He's old and his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us

Driver, where you taking us?
The killer awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door
And he looked inside

"Father?"
"Yes, son?"
"I want to kill you"
"Mother, I want to..."

Come on baby, take a chance with us
Come on baby, take a chance with us
Come on baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rug, on a blue bus, doin' a
Come on, yeah

Then the other lyrics go here


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When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.
Marcus Aurelius

Home of the Amazing Hertz 3 + 1 Musketeers

I have all UNGOLD cars

Not a SHELBY expert

Our pronouns are We Won

"Usque Ad finem"