she's our bitch
we share her
she likes it
no doubt
we know
because she makes
such pleasing noises
when we take her
out
and screw her
if you knew her
you'd want to
screw her too
she's a fighter
Japanese
a little boxer
with a big heart
we have the keys to it
she always starts
we always finish
we made her
what she is today
pulled her heart
apart
stripped her
bare
put her on a diet
got her fit
did it
with loving
care
then
built her up again
and when
the time came
we took out
what we'd put in
again
and again
and again
sun wind or rain
we abuse her
but we buy her
nice shoes
so we don't lose her
we handle her
well
she talks to us
she tells
when we're pushing
too hard
she doesn't complain
much
she likes
when we're inside her
riding her
clutch
at least
that's what we think
she drinks
but it's us that get high
and what the hell
most girls like her
do
but very few
are as loved
or as reliable
as our little
Subaru.
Author notes
My best friend and I own a scabby-looking Subaru Impreza Wagon which we've stripped out and prepared for the race track. This loveable lady takes the most unbelievable abuse and never complains. She has a 'boxer' flat four turbo engine and her 'shoes' are Yokohama part-used race slicks! Because we built her and she never lets us down we do, truly, love this kick-ass little car.
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Not a bad piece
I dissagree with him about the title. I like beeing misslead. You have a great way with words. Keep up the great work.
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Ochs is ALWAYS wrong!
Hey Enoq. I reckon professor Ochs was taking the piss here ever so slightly - but it's generally a good idea to disagree with anything he says. Thanks for the nice comment. >W<
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hey john
i finally caught on and realized that you werent' talking about a woman that you gang-banged but a vechile. definetely in you style, only thing I'd change is the title, which sends the reader down the wrong track.
dave. Rewarded 4
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Puns intended - but I'm serious too!
Hey Professor. I'll assume that 'wrong track' remark is a pun and that you had no trouble 'getting' this. It's almost impossible to discuss it now without pun or double-entendre, so just let me say it may be tongue-in-cheek yet it is actually a fairly heartfelt eulogy to one tough little bitch of a car which me and my friend abuse regularly and royally at the local race-track. Just back from yet another caning session for this unfortunate four-wheeled steed, I was moved to voice my passion and admiration for her. Things that work truly well and punch above their weight and their price-tag always impress me. But more than anything it seems, we love the things that we invest our own time and energies in. We 'built' this car ourselves so we're maybe more proud of her achievements than we should be. I know, it's a boys and their toys type thing. Thanks for reading and commenting as always. >W<
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