The day I asked my dear father
To please buy me a compact car
Everyone in school had one
For I was tired of walking so far
~o~
We lived by the school I know
But I wanted to park in the lot
And go out to lunch at McDonald’s
In my mind I wanted a car that looked hot
~o~
The day came when I finally bought one
Actually my father payed for my Geo Metro
I named the red two door compact ~Aries
The God of War for I loved the Xena show
~o~
He looked gorgeous with the new paint job
Shiny rims and cushioned seats
A hatchback for all my play gear
Each time I stared and said: Sweet
~o~
I drove my friends around everywhere
We kept adding miles to the speedometer
My friend wanted to hear the music on the radio
But something looked terribly wrong with her
~o~
She said she had to hear Freddie Mercury
Or else she would go literally insane
She asked me if I had the Queen compilation CD
I told her I left it at Wayne’s
~o~
She was getting irritated and angry
For she wanted to hear the song Killer Queen
Her eyes looked dilated and bloodshot
And she was sweating all over profusely
~o~
She started to foam at the mouth
And drooled on my new seat cover
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head
I noticed the Aries looking apparition that hovered
~o~
She screamed Killer Queen and spit
In my direction she hit me with mucuous and foam
Her fingernails turned black and grew longer
And I slammed on the brakes while we made our way home
~o~
She began cursing and singing the lyrics
Her body shaking violently in the seat
I jumped out of the car and ran
The car began following me
~o~
I looked back and saw my friend laughing
Foam was everywhere on the windows
I just had the insides cleaned and vacuumed
I’ll have to do it all over again I suppose
~o~
I held the keys to the ignition
The car seemed possessed and out of control
My friend was still in the passenger seat
Singing that song and honking the horn
~o~
I ran to the nearest out of the way gas station
The attendant thought I had a screw loose
For I was pointing and talking all out of breath
Told him my possessed friend and car was chasing me too
~o~
He said he was going to call the police
For he said the car was parked and looked fine
The policeman wrote me a ticket and shook his head
For the car was parked in the handicapped illegally
And I did not carry the proper sign
Author notes
The car just possessed my friend~What is up with that~Geesh....I guess she was not I should be toting around eh~
Written March 15th, 2004
A contest entry
- I Like Driving In My Car by leannewales.
300 points, ended March 18, 2004, 13 entries
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lol..you absolute nut case!!...this was really funny...only problem is ever since i read it i've been singing killer queen...(and foaming at the mouth!)...nicely done...thanks for entering...hugs..leanne xxx
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A street car named Desire, or Christine? lol
What you needed back then wasn't Freddie but an exorcist.
Laughing here again De! You are always the best address for a good laugh! I mean your humor poems!
Loved it! Mari
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You know how badly I wanted to scare the hell out of Leanne but thought to make it funny~
I don't know what got into me
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Thanks as always for your comment Des~
Appreciate you~
Big hugs
and much love~Desire
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very good
This is so weird. I'm listening to Queen right now, singing "Don't Stop Me Now". This was well done D, always love your humor and gave me the chuckles too. Good luck in the contest girlie.
Desiree
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Ok me thinks someone was hitting the high octane this day, perhaps maybe the good stuff 98 octane or so? As for Freddy I will never forget him taunting the crowd in england as he went higher and higher with his voice and finally let the crowd in the dust.........that clown could sing!!!!! Just maybe ol Fred came back for a moment and wanted to let you know that he didnt like being left behind......lol. Enjoyed reading through this one Desire. Thanx for sharing and good luck in the test of cons.....lol.
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