Kathryn Gahl

How The WRX Got Its Blue

In Kathryn, Postcard Poem on February 19, 2012 at 11:27 pm

I set the parking brake, crossed to get the mail

Then turned at a faint wail to witness the parking brake fail:

The car backward sailed until the aspen it nailed.

When husband came home, I felt like I was in jail

Though he said, don’t rail–we still have each other to hail.

  1. Boo-hoo
    A kiss always
    makes a bump better
    So….a kiss and ahug;
    then a call to fix the sore blue gug

  2. at least with old blue
    it’s not like it’s new
    but it’s hell getting old
    when you can’t get the mail
    without sitting in the cold
    waiting for the wrecker to bail
    thank god for leroys body & paint
    cause without car troubles you ain’t


  3. So sorry to hear about your crash!

    I feel compelled to write a poem about your rash

    On old blue.

    I’m just glad you’re not hurt

    And old blue got pulled out of the dirt!



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