Poor Guy
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From: Cabot AR
Poor Guy Twas the night before Christmas and caught at the light,
Was a domestic V8 and no cops in sight,
I will try, I will try, I will try with this small motor,
To beat this damn Camaro, even with its great big blower,
As the light goes green and I pull like no joke,
The Camaro erupts in clouds of tire smoke,
Now Smasher, now Rev-ver, now Stroker, now Blitzin,
These are the names of my four VTEC pistons,
Racing ahead I'm the star of the action,
But I know I'm in trouble when the V8 gets traction,
Grabbing second, I hear the RPM's sing,
My mirror is blocked by my shopping cart wing,
I now hear the roar of the big beast gaining,
All I can do to keep the four-banger straining,
In a second, the shock wave hits with a blast,
And my stickers go flying, now a thing of the past,
Don't bother with third, cause now it's too late,
Just try to act cool, like you can relate,
Looking up at the taillights as they get smaller,
The driver backs off just to give me a holler,
"You can't win them all," he says in a fling,
"You may not win any, in that silly thing,"
I smiled and revved as he pulled out of sight,
With my new mods tomorrow…it will be a better night
Was a domestic V8 and no cops in sight,
I will try, I will try, I will try with this small motor,
To beat this damn Camaro, even with its great big blower,
As the light goes green and I pull like no joke,
The Camaro erupts in clouds of tire smoke,
Now Smasher, now Rev-ver, now Stroker, now Blitzin,
These are the names of my four VTEC pistons,
Racing ahead I'm the star of the action,
But I know I'm in trouble when the V8 gets traction,
Grabbing second, I hear the RPM's sing,
My mirror is blocked by my shopping cart wing,
I now hear the roar of the big beast gaining,
All I can do to keep the four-banger straining,
In a second, the shock wave hits with a blast,
And my stickers go flying, now a thing of the past,
Don't bother with third, cause now it's too late,
Just try to act cool, like you can relate,
Looking up at the taillights as they get smaller,
The driver backs off just to give me a holler,
"You can't win them all," he says in a fling,
"You may not win any, in that silly thing,"
I smiled and revved as he pulled out of sight,
With my new mods tomorrow…it will be a better night
awesome 
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From: Minden, La.
While we're on a poetry kick, don't know if ya'll have seen this, but I jacked it from some guy's sig on a Mustang forum I used to be on and changed the wording.
The Camaro is my shepherd, I shall not want;
It maketh me burnout on black pavements,
it leadeth me beside busy freeways;
It restoreth my soul,
it leads me in the path of quickness for its namesake;
Yea, I walk through the valley of rice, I shall fear no turbo,
for torque art with me;
Thy rod and thy piston art with me;
Thou preparest a track for me in the presence of mine enemies;
Thou has anointed my bearings with oil;
My car overpowers;
Surely traction and victory shall follow me, all the days of my life;
And I shall dwell in the house of the V-8, Forever.
Amen
The Camaro is my shepherd, I shall not want;
It maketh me burnout on black pavements,
it leadeth me beside busy freeways;
It restoreth my soul,
it leads me in the path of quickness for its namesake;
Yea, I walk through the valley of rice, I shall fear no turbo,
for torque art with me;
Thy rod and thy piston art with me;
Thou preparest a track for me in the presence of mine enemies;
Thou has anointed my bearings with oil;
My car overpowers;
Surely traction and victory shall follow me, all the days of my life;
And I shall dwell in the house of the V-8, Forever.
Amen
