Car with Contrast Fetish
When young and old, the old and new
Come together, sparks do fly
As a knife upon a grindstone
Or a firefly under a sledgehammer
Or summer woods gone too dry
And so our young hero does
our heroine, in the back seat
--the hero young, the heroine old--
Believe me, that was no mean feat!
Then passion loosed the parking brake
A sorry end to an enterprising rake.........
Contributors: | Paddy Raghunathan, scientist, anon, Kansas Sam, Anon., Kevin Andrew Murphy. |
Poem finished: | 24th June 2003. |