CONTEST! Rat Rod Poetry

[donsrods]

A love poem.


I think that I shall never see

a car that I love as much as my T.

It may be ratty and full of rust

and there are times when I have cussed.

But she truly means the world to me

Especially since I got her for free.

Oh, they laugh and say I am a fool

but every time I pick up a tool

she gets just a little bit sweeter,

DON'T CALL HER A BEATER!!!!!!!

She never complains or calls me an idiot

Unlike my Girl Friend who does that quite a bit.

No, she just sits there and purrs like a kitten,

you might say that I am quite smitten.

I know that I will have her till the day I die

unless a nicer project I should spy!

A poem by Willie Makit


Don

 

[49rat]

My rat is just that
all dirty and drap
but like a good pet loves his pap

 

[bob w]

Another limerick, not in the contest.

9 Days To Go. Great entries so far. Might have to add 2nd & 3rd Place winners.

Then there was Don from Fort Meyers.
His rat roadster could easily spin tires.
With Chevy he was bored.
So the engine was Ford.
But the Blue Oval was quick to expire.

(author's note: Poetic license taken here. Don's engine problem proved to be minor & his roadster is beautiful but nasty.)

 

[donsrods]

Don

 

[cantwell.colton]

keep your polished machine
your fancy trailer queen
thats worth so darn much
that no one can touch
but no sir not me
i ll take my mean machine
with tires that spin
up the smoke to the wind
like a gift to some gods
from a humble hot rod
this rats built to run
for when its all said and done
a car you cant drive ... shoot wheres the fun?

 

[ssimpala]

Good thing you guys are otherwise talented![cl

 

[bob w]

Help, Stop me before I limerick again!

A realtor named Bob liked to tool,
His Chevelle around Houston, looking kool.
The car was real fast.
It was a Cop Car he passed.
Now Bob is in Traffic School.

 

[Mr.Gussett]

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the shop,
was the sound of my grinder winding up for the chop.
The oldies music was playing,on the radio real loud,
and the news of another build soon drew a croud.
With my safety glasses on and and my shirt made of flannel,
I let out a scream "Lets chop it, Lets channel!"
When all of a sudden my grinder disc shattered,
and dents were now in the body where it hit with a splatter!
Eh thats OK I said that doesn't matter,
It's a rat rod,yep its just an ole ratter![cl

 

[darkk]

I have a bike, I need a rod....
This is my prayer, to the rat rod god.....[cl

 

[hotrod preacher]

you have forced me to fire up my creative talents, so look out!

roses are red,
violets are blue
i love driving my rat
how about you?


signed
Coren E. Poet[cl

 

[hotrod preacher]

lots of good ones out there--mine, not so much

it started out rusty and filled with rat-poo
but i had a vision of what i had to do,
lots of work so much hard labor
(i even had to call in a few friends "favor")
after 10 years its still not finished yet
i do get to drive it & will never finish it i bet
it now stands as a pretty cool rod,
i certainly want to give all the credit to God,
for without His blessing in this project what would i do?
i bet that old truck would still be filled with rat-poo!

 

[49rat]

I was born in 49
Came off the line blue with a shine,
Ford stamped on my tail.
Now 62, much older than new with parts from quite a few.
I came back to life three years past,
With a stove bolt engine pushing my rat _ss.
37 Chevy was his brand,
He brought his friend 51 Chevy rear end.
With 39 Plymouth leading the way,
We still go down the road today.
Not pretty not new a monster to few.
But still alive with friends of mine
That have stood the test of time.

 

[ANNAMEL]

My wife just told me a short one I feel I need to share with yall

We used to have jobs
and cut the grass
Now we work on our junk
and sit on our A$$

Now thats some funny stuff.

 

[49rat]

My wife just told me a short one I feel I need to share with yall

We used to have jobs
and cut the grass
Now we work on our junk
and sit on our A$$

Now thats some funny stuff.

lol[cl[

 

[Blue Eyed Devil]

My poetry is pretty much limited to the bathroom wall.

Here I sit broken hearted...
Tried to build - but only parted.

 

[bob w]

This one was in the Poetry thread but I thought I'd move it over here (just to get the thread to the top & maybe stimulate more participation).

Untitled

I hopped out of bed.
Off to the show I did head.

In my Rat Rod truck.
I'd get there with some luck.

Bonehead skull on the shifter.
The clatter of one lifter.

The smell of hot oil.
Water starting to boil.

A Chevelle wanting to race.
Just want to drive my own pace.

Thumbs up from young boys.
Exhaust making noise.

Down a steep hill.
Really quite a thrill.

Right, left, right I am steering.
Drum brakes hot and squeeling.

At the bottom a red light.
The brake pedal I fight.

A bus in the way.
This could be a bad day.

I feel the wheels hop.
It shudders to a stop.

Turn in to the show.
Shiny cars row upon row.

Next to a beauty I park.
Just for a lark.

I shut the Rat off.
With a sputter and cough.

It kicks up some dust.
And off falls some rust.

My truck draws a crowd.
I'm humble but proud.

Guy in the next spot.
Is getting quite hot.

His car with the shine.
Isn't popular like mine.

I reach in the chest.
Where I have Budweiser's best.

I hand him a beer.
And wish him good cheer.

He can't help but smile.
So we talk for a while.

He's 80 years old.
And the truth be told.

When he was young and tough.
His hot rods were rough.

Being old and wise.
The visit opened his eyes.

And my respect grew.
For the old fellow too.

As the show reached its end.
We found we both did bend.

As we packed up and parted.
He scratched and farted.

Wished me good luck.
With my rusty old truck.

He said, "See ya next show.
And I want you to know".

I'll save you a spot next to me.

 

[Rev Tex Devlle]

in my rat i sit and pray, lord keep me and others
safe this day,
not that i worry about my rat having a wreck, more about some nut might break his rubber neck,
runnin into me or some poor unfortunate other, might be a a dad sister or mother
cause we love this hobby ,each day we ride not to be something cool.
not to make others look like fools
but cause we like kicking it up! OLE SKOOl!
so my prayer here i end !start her up! Time to hit the pavement again!Turn the switch with a few pumps!
and to all those out there who see and ask why?
should i explain? why even try!
RUSTY RAT RODDERS this we may be !!
this is the good life !! rusty and free!

 

[Motorhead]

Here's mine.

Once upon a time in the hot rod land
There was a crazy man, who was really mad

He didn't have much money in the bank
To buy shiney rims or a Moon tank

Scavenging around in the night like a rat
He scored himself a big block Cadillac

Dug himself up a rusty corpse from the river bed
Chopped the top off 6 inches, dents filled with lead

The rearend was from an army truck, high in rank
The steering wheel was huge, maybe from a tank?

The interior was rough, rusty and faded
His fuel was leaded and the lines braided

He had the meanest car in this hot rod land
Shooting flames and burning rubber, his engine revved to 5 grand

The people gave him looks, thought he was odd
But he didn't give a damn, 'cause he loved his rat rod

 

[bob w]

Many excellent poems contributed to this thread.
Who knew there were rhymes in Rat Rodder's heads?[cl

For those who think they cannot rhyme.
Have some confidence, get off the dime.[P

There's just four more days to make a submission.
Writing a Rat Rod poem should be your mission.[dr

Come on guys give it a try
It's more fun than a poke in the eye.[S

 

[cantwell.colton]

Many excellent poems contributed to this thread.
Who knew there were rhymes in Rat Rodder's heads?[cl

For those who think they cannot rhyme.
Have some confidence, get off the dime.[P

There's just four more days to make a submission.
Writing a Rat Rod poem should be your mission.[dr

Come on guys give it a try
It's more fun than a poke in the eye.[S

unless you like that kinda thing.