Beautiful.
joshua
--- Terry and Donna Cost <tcost@vvm.com> wrote:
> I've been playing around with sonnets for Mother's
> day, and I thought I'd
> write one for you Roadsterites. I expect you to go
> out and read it to your
> roadster tonight. It's gender-free. You should
> pick up a mile or two per
> gallon when he/she hears this.
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> Sonnet 311
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> Oh, roadster mine, so powerful, so swift,
> I love to hear your engine sing its song.
> While Others chide, “Of senses you’re berift.”,
> I choose you for my trips, both short and long.
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> You stop, you go, you back, you turn with ease,
> Those Others never understand our fun,
> And when I stow your top to catch the breeze,
> They watch with envy as we greet the sun.
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> You age with grace, a feast for classic eye.
> Your simple, rugged heart beats strong and true.
> While parts for you are sometimes very high,
> to have you sitting, broken, leaves me blue.
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> And if that day arrives when we must part,
> a bit of you will stay within my heart.
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> Leisure Suit Terry
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