Classic Car

The leather upholstery and walnut dash
Nothing plastic looking cheap or brash
The shiny chrome and deep rug pile
Just sitting in it brings a smile

To clean for hours on weekend day
Then fill with petrol and drive away
To country place with airs and grace
This big old beauty has such pace

To see the many admiring stares
As they hurl past in their look-alike wares
Of modern age with designer fashion
All quiet the same, but no real passion

As hobbies go its not so cheap
Yet then again the joy you reap
Makes pure indulgence so worthwhile
As the whole 4 litre echoes such style

It’s old yet ageless none the less
With uneconomical thirst and zest
Then as you drive it all the while
Consider its journey mile on mile

Throughout its years and ownerships
What places has it been?
I wonder was it loved in early days
And by its then owner cleaned

Or did the staff just do the chore
And fetch it round to large front door
With owner sitting in the back
Just being chauffeured, prestige and that!


Copyright © 2007 Ray Feasey

by Ray Feasey

Comments (5)

Richanrd, it was written from memories of the same nights with the same brother.
I really enjoyed this, well written and filled with humor and truth. It reminds me of long ago drunken nights with my brother back home in Alabama
beer drinking back in my sporting days, i used to cosume copious amounts of the brownish fluid, now if i had one beer a month, i'd be doing well i am a wine man now, with an occasional spirit, and i dont mean a ghost great account of a woman slipping into a state of oblivian Warm regards allan
Sandra are you drinking 8 % beer, and through a straw? Perhaps some fatback before you start will delay alcohol absorption........ Janice, I will pass on your words to the constable; -)) H
Hey I drove my car home 5klm and made it safe. I had no idea I did it either. My host at the party had kept refilling my glass before it emptied and I was blind drunk. I think I was drinking Rum...I'm not quite sure. (eyes rolling in head) Hugs Jan