Princess Needs A New Car

Poem By Mary Nagy

Princess just wants a new car.
I have told her that hers will go far.
''Oh, it's really not cool
driving this crap to school.''
''Do I need that emotional scar? ''

''The kids will all laugh at the rust.
When we race, I'll be left in the dust!
I will save up some cash
then we'll make a mad dash
to the car dealer surely you trust''.

''He will make us a wonderful deal
and I'm sure you will know how I feel.
I will love you so much,
My siblings... I won't touch.
Just get me behind a new wheel! ''

Now she'll be cruisin in style.
She'll be happy for only awhile.
There will always be better
and we'll try hard to get her
a car that will make princess smile.

Comments about Princess Needs A New Car

This is terrific stuff. You have so many poems, I can only choose at random. Could you send me a list of your top 10?
Don't make this your last limerick, Mary. You have a knack. Raynette
Thanks Herbert, Oh yeah, now that would be fun! I drive my own family crazy, yours would surely kill me!
You certainly DO have the knack for making limericks, Mary. Another excellent one. This makes me wish you were one of my relatives. Can you imagine Thanksgiving? Best wishes H
Sweet, I hope the princess always smiles.


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