She wears sassy little swim suits, <br />And tooled leather boots, <br />Jeans that snuggle nicely, <br />But her car's not worth two hoots! <br /> <br />Her boyfriend's thinking marriage, <br />But he often feels disparage, <br />She seems to be distracted, <br />By a yellow motor carriage. <br /> <br />Applause is wildly theirs, <br />But they never put on airs, <br />Though they make a little profit, <br />At festivals and fairs. <br /> <br />The yellow truck's afforded, <br />When their music is recorded, <br />Heard across the air-waves, <br />And their talents are rewarded.<br /><br />Connie Yost<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yellow-motor-carriage/
