Ode to a Buick

by Scott Bullock
Ode to a Buick
A car there was
all beat to shit
and vaguely tan
and the perfect fit
A madman purchased
in world and out
a functioning car
from which to shout
insanity and sport some signs
about evil fungus
and the near end times
She only breaks
when time permits
she waits till you’ve finished
your long road trips
Her only flaw
and only weakness
is a love of boots
and parking tickets
From South to North
the company car
through snow and rain
she still goes far
Sadie, dear Sadie
it is the minimum
I can do, to say sorry
for all the aluminum
and plastic that covers
your entire insides
and the squadron of dipshits
that you’ve given rides
But you have given
as good as you got
in auto repair bills
and maintenance costs
but we’d never replace you
you’ve got it made
plus now you have a space
to park unafraid
It’s now been 5 years
and partway through another
since on your tape deck
we first blasted turbo lover
Since 1997
you have survived
and I look forward
to the next 25
That’s all I wanted to say
and all you needed to hear
except one more thing:
DISBELIEVE DISCONNECT DISAPPEAR