The Hubris of Car Names
The people who decide the names
Of cars and trucks must have a game
To test our knowledge and our wit
With placards to impress a bit
Some carry names of cities fair
The Tucson, Sante Fe a pair
Some others boast of their great size
Sequoia and Armada ply
Their virtues Expedition shares
As if we folks do really care
The family travels in a van
An Odyssey or Caravan
But Homer nor an Arab Sheik
Not one did drive, even a week
Nor did Nelson battles win
In fleets of SUVs with fins
My current car is called a Fit
And though I’m large in it I sit
To think of all the rides I’ve had.
Not one of them was very bad
My first car was a Comet named
The next a jewel of Opal fame
Then with a Maverick apart
I left the herd, I did my part
And later Bronco wild I rode
Until the Taurus took the road
But then I caught a Mustang breed
Enjoyed the power and the speed
What ere you drive be big or small
What ere the brand or how it’s called
Whatever your car now may be
I hope you drive it happily
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