Poems for the Sweetest of Ponies

[CPsSecretLover]

When the sun sets on the cornfields
Then will be our escape
The Oldsmobile will thrum away the miles
As over the heartland the dark of evening drapes
Oh, how thrilling it will be to join you, my love
Even if our plan gets bent out of shape

This is what I’ve worked for

We’ll be surrounded by the like-minded
Pure-hearted and steadfast pilgrims
Set out to prove the world wrong
To tilt at their own whims
We’ll discover a new world
Gleaming out the window, as the sun’s light dims

This is what I’ve dreamed of

We’ll chart a course for adventure
In the heart of the USA
A caravan of howling V-8s
Will guide us on our way
We’ll laugh at the pleasure
And cope with the pain day by day

This is what it has all lead up to

And when we roll into the Gulf
Bourbon Street packed with hot rods
We’ll acknowledge our good fortune
With sly grins and knowing nods
And on the penultimate day of recreation
Every expression will be naturally smile-shod

This is everything I could have hoped for.