I can see my face
in the chrome bumper,
on the yellow
Chevrolet.
White-walls and
sun visor
just turned on
the radio set.
Gonna go to the
Drive In
on the way there
pick up,
Georgette.
Got there and
the film was over
should have bought
a Corvette
David Darbyshire
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/corvette/
