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<p>she being Brand
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<p>was the first ride and believe i we was<br />
happy to see how nice she acted right up to<br />
the last minute coming back down by the Public<br />
Gardens i slammed on
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<p>avenue i touched the accelerator and give
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<p>K.)i went right to it flooded-the-carburetor cranked her
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<p>up,slipped the<br />
clutch(and then somehow got into reverse she<br />
kicked what<br />
the hell)next<br />
minute i was back in neutral tried and
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<p>again slo-wly;bare,ly nudg. ing(my
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<p>lev-er Right-<br />
oh and her gears being in<br />
A 1 shape passed<br />
from low through<br />
second-in-to-high like<br />
greasedlightning)just as we turned the corner of Divinity
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<p>Let us be honest; the lady was not a harlot until she<br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 3em;"> married a corporation lawyer who picked her from</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 3em;"> a Ziegfeld chorus.</span><br />
Before then she never took anybody's money and paid<br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 3em;"> for her silk stockings out of what she earned singing</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 3em;"> and dancing.</span><br />
She loved one man and he loved six women and the<br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 3em;"> game was changing her looks, calling for more and</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 3em;"> more massage money and high coin for the beauty</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 3em;"> doctors.</span><br />
Now she drives a long, underslung motor car all by her-<br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 3em;"> self, reads in the day's papers what her husband is</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 3em;"> doing to the inter-state commerce commission, re-</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 3em;"> quires a larger corsage from year to year, and won-</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 3em;"> ders sometimes how one man is coming along with</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 3em;"> six women.</span>
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<p>Then o'er hill and dale to the realm of snow,<br />
To the mirrored lakes and rills,<br />
While the skylark's call from the meadows green<br />
Can be heard on a thousand hills.
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<p>For the feverish press in this Game of Life<br />
What a balm does Nature bear!<br />
What a draught of health in the new-turned earth,<br />
What a change from the realm of Care!
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<p>O, the key to much that the world loves best<br />
Can be found beside the way,<br />
If your motor sings you a joyous song<br />
At the dawn of a bright spring day.
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<p>O’er the ribboned line of the Great Highway,<br />
Where the wildflower carpet's laid,<br />
Where the poppy opens her golden cup<br />
As a symbol of Spring arrayed.
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<p>There's a strident call in the Open Road<br />
Where the Spring's glad message lies,<br />
And the motor sings me a joyous song<br />
With a lilt of the azure skies.
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<p>Through the forests, born in an ancient day,<br />
With their banks of moss and bloom,<br />
And the bordered aisles of the canyons dim<br />
Where the giant Redwoods loom.
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<p>Down the road someone is practising scales,<br />
The notes like little fishes vanish with a wink of tails,<br />
Man’s heart expands to tinker with his car<br />
For this is Sunday morning, Fate’s great bazaar,<br />
Regard these means as ends, concentrate on this Now,<br />
And you may grow to music or drive beyond Hindhead anyhow,<br />
Take corners on two wheels until you go so fast<br />
That you can clutch a fringe or two of the windy past,<br />
That you can abstract this day and make it to the week of time<br />
A small eternity, a sonnet self-contained in rhyme.
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