My first car-was bright orange and black, <br />it was a 1975 chevy pickup-with a short back <br />I was 18 and very proud of my chevy, <br />it was the coolest truck it could be. <br /> <br />It was a 8 cylinder-and sounded awesome <br />in mint condition-and boy did it run <br />Like a show truck-one of a kind, <br />sounded mighty -and it was mine. <br /> <br />Diamond tucked seats-custom gear shift <br />cruising down our main-thought we were swift <br />Wanting to race-I was feeling a rush. <br />he yelled-got a briggs a stratton to us <br /> <br />I stepped on the gas-the tires did spin <br />all I could think of -was I wanted to win <br />When I turned to see if I had won the race <br />I heard sirens and red lights were in my face<br /><br />Rhonda Hiler<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-first-car/
