I was cruising around town, just wasting my time;
Having no fun, ‘cause I hadn’t a dime
When a brotha steps up and he says, I suppose
You’re a dune rider, by your Glamis dunes clothes

He figures me right, I’m a new one I claim;
Do you happen to have any cheap ones to tame?
He says he’s got one, a rough one it seems
At flying through dunes it’s the best of the beams

I get a huge smile, and I ask what he wants
To take this old pile for a couple’a jaunts?
He said he’d take eight, and I said I’ll survive
The car never breathed that I couldn’t drive

He said get your torque wrench, I’ll give you a shot
In his pickup we jump and he shows what he’s got
The DuraMax flew and I held on tight
We got there in moments, oh what a sight

Out in the back yard standing alone
Is an old school buggy with weeds over grown
It’s engine was crusty, the seats were a bust
The headlights were hangin by the wires and rust.

Little shaved tires that held air up front
A huge Corvair engine left everything to want
Plug wires all bare with points all a mess
I could tell by the image it couldn’t be less

I get the wires connected and clean out the tank
Next comes the pedals, I give them a yank
Then I climb in and I give a big yell
Look out Mother Glamis, I’m ready to raise hell

I turn the ignition and it gives a big groan
Then I added the fuel that I got on a loan
It roared to life not any too soon
It sure is a loud one, it’s ready to dune.

I drop it in gear, the sound is too much
Next I gas it and let out the clutch
It fires all the pistons and lets out a gasp
The tires grab sand and launches it fast

I grab second gear and step on the gas
My neck is all twisted from the strength of the pass

I know there are buggies that blow me away
They shine in the sun and brighten the day
But they just don’t realize that I never lied
’Bout the day I became a duner and fired up my ole Clyde!

The Pastor

The night before Christmas?

Great Poem BTW

Dead mans curve by either the beach boys or Jan and Dean. Can't remember which one at the moment.

Nope and nope...
It's an old song by Marty Robbins

Marty Robbins? No clue.

El Paso

Another great masterpiece Brian, but I did it in my head to both Twas the Night Before Xmas and ElPaso and I'm afraid my head couldn't do El Paso as well.

Fireball, Dead man's curve was Jan and Dean

It is a song called "The Strawberry Roan" about an out of work cowboy who meets up with a horse that he can't ride.

"Down in the horse corral, standin' alone,
Is an old caballo, a strawberry roan;
His legs are all spavined, he's got pigeon toes,
Little pig eyes and a big roman nose"

That song made me think about my car and how I "Met" my car, Clyde.



Thanks for the kind words, everyone!

The Pastor

Well it works with dead mans curve also.

OOOHHH SLAPPY JUST LOOOOOOVE THESE GAMES. Slap's head was spinnin on that one Pastor... .

didnt have a clue, Man sometimes it sucks only being 21

Right Esco, you funny old effer