A Christmas Poem I Think You Will All Enjoy!!! :)
12-22-2005, 11:37 PM
#13
0.0 BAR
Join Date: Nov 2004
Posts: 0
Re: A Christmas Poem I Think You Will All Enjoy!!! :)
Originally Posted by NBLKID
this ricer one is better....
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 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 V8 gets traction,
Grabbing second, I hear the RPM’s sing,
My mirror is blocked by my shopping kart wing,
I now hear the roar of the big monster gaining,
All I can do is keeping 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 back off just to give me a holler,
"You can’t win them all," he says in 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.
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 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 V8 gets traction,
Grabbing second, I hear the RPM’s sing,
My mirror is blocked by my shopping kart wing,
I now hear the roar of the big monster gaining,
All I can do is keeping 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 back off just to give me a holler,
"You can’t win them all," he says in 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.
all right this one is'nt about christmas but I wrote it myself which is more than you can say about your ricer one, this is my ricer one and I thought the first christmas one was pretty funny
My wing is 8ft tall
so much downforce beat all ya'll
cruisin with my altezza taillights
got a 500lb stereo for the braggin rights
18 seconds in the quarter mile
0-60 yeah it takes awhile
I pass you, and put on the 4ways
even though you were slowing down for the turn lane
got 15horse by putting a the vtech sticker on my toyota
after the race I point at the badge and say booh yah
Its got light up windsheild washer squirters
to afford that I had to flip 15 burgers
neon keeps things bright
when I drive by, everyone says thats tight
took out my seats, took off my door panels
added a 27inch with a satalite that gets 500 channels
led light up exhaust tip
yeah dog you know its the ----
my primered black body kit, is held on with lines that zip
I'm in a delusion and think my ride is quick
but when I drive it everone looks at it like its sick
yeah my engine is smaller than a pop bottle
but you can almost feel the trq. when I hit the throttle
rolling with no hubcaps
make you think think I got racing rims the color of black
You driving a classic
man thats whack, you got a bench seat how are you supposed to lay back
plus you aint got the vtack
interior is spray painted blue
but I tell everyone that it came like that new
stickers straight up from super street
but on my'n I made it say super sweet
the engine is covered in wire looms
looks like I though it up while on shrooms
I got non domestic on the back window
go in a race and lost to a ford pinto
theres bondo where I had my moldings
unsanded, unprimered, I think its gonna start crumbling
Yeah thats mesh in the grill
makes me look more serious behind the wheel
went to pep boys and bought my interfooler
makes my ride look that much cooler
whats next on my rides list to do?
rollin around looking fly making all the haters say bo hoo hoo.
12-22-2005, 11:57 PM
#14
1.5 BAR
Join Date: Oct 2003
Posts: 1,454
Re: A Christmas Poem I Think You Will All Enjoy!!! :)
Originally Posted by skinnye
all right this one is'nt about christmas but I wrote it myself which is more than you can say about your ricer one, this is my ricer one and I thought the first christmas one was pretty funny
12-25-2005, 08:37 AM
#16
1.5 BAR
Join Date: Mar 2004
Posts: 1,301
Re: A Christmas Poem I Think You Will All Enjoy!!! :)
---- it, it's Christmas, I'll have a little fun too
Yea, I'm no Edgar Allen Poe, but whatever :P
It was the night before Christmas, when all through the land,
Not a tuner was stirring, not a wrench in their hand;
The cars were all stored in garages with care,
With hopes that springtime soon would be here.
The owner’s were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of show ho’s danced in their heads;
Hot Mama’s in bikini’s with a little thin strap,
Bitches so hot, they cause a rise in your lap.
When out on the street there arose such a noise,
I knew in an instant, it's not one of my boyz.
Over to the window I moved like a flash,
Easy on the blinds though, those things cost cash.
Out in the street just past the snow,
A car with new paint, ready for show.
This car was tweaked from the front to the rear,
All the best parts, the sickest of gear.
With a punk *** driver, some little *****,
I bet the little bastard couldn’t drive stick.
More rapid than spanish his parts list insane,
As he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"I got C-Wings!, Mugen!, Bomex and Blitz!
All JDM and everything fits!
My suspension by far, is the best ---- of all!!
I can do a buck twenty, without hittin’ a wall!!"
I got nitrous to help my big turbo spool,
There’s no way you can win, c’mon let’s race fool.
We’ll go up the street and race all the way back,
From stoplight to stoplight no need for a track.
I thought to myself, I can take this fool,
But racing on the street, that wouldn’t be cool.
When I heard a voice from behind, as I turned around,
It was the wife saying, that fool has to go down.
So I got dressed to go talk to this clown,
him revving his engine, you could hear it cross town.
He purged his nitrous, two tanks in the back,
”Two of the big ones”, another movie line jacked.
His neon’s glowed, his LED’s twinkled!
His valve cover was Mugen, finished in crinkle!
As I walked around and checked out his car,
I still thought I'd beat him, maybe not by far.
So we gonna run fool, he said in a huff,
Oh, I'm ready punk, if you think you got enough.
A wink of my eye, and a nod of his head,
We both got in our cars and down the street we sped.
We turned around at the light facing east,
There we sat, two turbocharged beasts,
Motors revving, hearts racing then stop,
Right there in front of us was a cop;
He sprang from his car, yelling ---- about jail,
He said I'll put you away, without any bail.
Now take those cars home, get them out of my site,
"Merry Chistmas you fools, both cars are tiiight!"
Not a tuner was stirring, not a wrench in their hand;
The cars were all stored in garages with care,
With hopes that springtime soon would be here.
The owner’s were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of show ho’s danced in their heads;
Hot Mama’s in bikini’s with a little thin strap,
Bitches so hot, they cause a rise in your lap.
When out on the street there arose such a noise,
I knew in an instant, it's not one of my boyz.
Over to the window I moved like a flash,
Easy on the blinds though, those things cost cash.
Out in the street just past the snow,
A car with new paint, ready for show.
This car was tweaked from the front to the rear,
All the best parts, the sickest of gear.
With a punk *** driver, some little *****,
I bet the little bastard couldn’t drive stick.
More rapid than spanish his parts list insane,
As he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"I got C-Wings!, Mugen!, Bomex and Blitz!
All JDM and everything fits!
My suspension by far, is the best ---- of all!!
I can do a buck twenty, without hittin’ a wall!!"
I got nitrous to help my big turbo spool,
There’s no way you can win, c’mon let’s race fool.
We’ll go up the street and race all the way back,
From stoplight to stoplight no need for a track.
I thought to myself, I can take this fool,
But racing on the street, that wouldn’t be cool.
When I heard a voice from behind, as I turned around,
It was the wife saying, that fool has to go down.
So I got dressed to go talk to this clown,
him revving his engine, you could hear it cross town.
He purged his nitrous, two tanks in the back,
”Two of the big ones”, another movie line jacked.
His neon’s glowed, his LED’s twinkled!
His valve cover was Mugen, finished in crinkle!
As I walked around and checked out his car,
I still thought I'd beat him, maybe not by far.
So we gonna run fool, he said in a huff,
Oh, I'm ready punk, if you think you got enough.
A wink of my eye, and a nod of his head,
We both got in our cars and down the street we sped.
We turned around at the light facing east,
There we sat, two turbocharged beasts,
Motors revving, hearts racing then stop,
Right there in front of us was a cop;
He sprang from his car, yelling ---- about jail,
He said I'll put you away, without any bail.
Now take those cars home, get them out of my site,
"Merry Chistmas you fools, both cars are tiiight!"
Yea, I'm no Edgar Allen Poe, but whatever :P
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