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Originally Posted by Joebill
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Love it, Joebill! I love the way you bounced off Shelley's.
My "humourous" ~ahem~ poem, based on it, was this...
Suburban Colossus
I met a traveller in the wilderness
who said "Four bent and tyreless rings of steel
lie in a marshland.'Tween them 'mongst the cress
collapsed, a hulking body lies, whose wheel
and shattered eyes, and weight of earthy press,
tell that its maker well this thing remarqued,
which yet remains, curved in a chrome-edged glee,
the road that left and the woods where parked.
"And at the rearward lip these words are writ
'SUBURBAN CHEVROLET LT', SUV:
"Look at my trek, oh nature, and submit!":
Nothing beside remains. 'Midst the stain
of that dissolving shell, verdant and wet,
fecundity and life rules All-Terrain."