Half a ton carries a lot

So we are set should I ever have the need,

At least until next week

When my puddle jumper returns.

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The deer’s fate I have no knowledge

Except that Bambi got flung into the darkness

Certainly more shook up than I was

That night headed to the shop for an oil change.

Surprised me how attached I’d become

To my guy-ish version of wheels

Once from the land of the subcompact

And originally that of motor heads.

You just can’t beat having a truck

When you’ve got a load of stuff to haul

‘Cause you’re only as good as your dirt

So I craft it like a 7-layer salad in June.

That manual tranny Frontier of my Dad’s

Got me hooked after he passed his on to us

That 4 on the floor got reincarnated

Sitting high, left foot free, cruising on down the road.

I guess she’s enough for me in a 4 x 4

Kinda basic as today’s beasts go

With room for the pup in the King Cab

Now that’s motoring ‘specially with a trailer in tow.

But alas the “21” has work needed too

A little recall to reinforce the tongue

Looks like soon all our wheels will be super duper

Even my beloved’s tires are new!

Thank you Lord for the Gray Beast

Although we never really bonded, it’s true

Since you smelled like a cheap hotel

Just like that song ’bout lovin’ in a Chevy van?

Tee hee.  Or more like that Chevy commercial, you rock too!  JJ