Oh, God, I can barely even drag mine body to Starbucks to compose poetry. No one even notices me there, even with the word “POET” on the lid of mine laptop. Would that someone might shine a light into my dark life with a simple hello. Perhaps that delectable plump barista, Cheryl?
Alas. No.
Ah, me. Mayhap I can let a few words of verse slip forth in review of the 2013 Chevrolet Cruz Eco. If the moon be right. Oh, woe. Sisyphusian, I press on.
Anon, my art begins.
An Ode to the 2013 Chevrolet Cruz Eco
Oh, ye fine metallic blue,
How reflected am I,
Is my soul?
Thirty-one miles upon thine gallon.
Five year of a man’s life.
A man’s prime.
But warranty the powertrain still,
Limited. Limited. Like unto happiness.
I do not wish upon a star
but I revel in your OnStar
If SLAP I have crashed into
some shit.
I navigate by star and satellite
I NEED NOT ASK ANY MAN FOR GUIDANCE.
NAY. Nay… sighing nay.
Trunk, rear compartment, by any name,
Thou art quite roomy.
A golf bag fits nicely thus,
But I have none, ere I pawned them for filthy lucre.
RUFFLED
SHIRTS
NOT CHEAP
alas, alas
Oh, clean burning engine. I cannot lie to thee.
Pull me whence I must go.
Probably to mine place of employment.
Which sucks balls.
It is not your fault, Cruz Eco.
It is not my fault, Cruz Eco.
It is but my crushed ego.
It is but my brushed teeth woe.
Alas.
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