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.
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
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