986 Poetry

[Jager]

Those hours, that with Boxster work did frame,
Will play the competitors to the very same:
The careful gaze where every eye doth dwell,
And that unfair gloss which fairly doth excel:
For never-resting waxing and polishing time leads on,
Sap cheque'd with dust and earth now quite gone:
To hideous bugs and tar confounds thy there,
Boxster bareness and cleanliness now everywhere:
Then, were not automotive cleanser distillation left,
Thy soap container and wax bottle were bereft:
Now liquid prisoners pent in walls of steel and glass,
Nor it nor remembrance of what its surface had amass:
But a filthy Porsche where paint and surfactants meet,
Leese but their show; a Boxster’s shine is always sweet.

[Johnny Danger]

Originally Posted by Jager

Those hours, that with Boxster work did frame,
Will play the competitors to the very same:
The careful gaze where every eye doth dwell,
And that unfair gloss which fairly doth excel:
For never-resting waxing and polishing time leads on,
Sap cheque'd with dust and earth now quite gone:
To hideous bugs and tar confounds thy there,
Boxster bareness and cleanliness now everywhere:
Then, were not automotive cleanser distillation left,
Thy soap container and wax bottle were bereft:
Now liquid prisoners pent in walls of steel and glass,
Nor it nor remembrance of what its surface had amass:
But a filthy Porsche where paint and surfactants meet,
Leese but their show; a Boxster’s shine is always sweet.

Holy purple prose ! The forum has a new Bardolater !!!!

[Jager]

Shall I race thee on a hot summer's day?
Rough winds do shake the Boxster in May:
Thou art Porsche more stable and more temperate,
And summer's heat hath track date, not separate:
Sometime too hot, the nine eight six shines,
And every fair radiator sometime declines:
And often is the Porsche emblem gold complexion dimm'd,
By the wind of Ferrari’s changing course, red paint untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer competitions shall not fade,
Nor shall others brag thou wander'st to backyard shade:
Nor lose possession of that M96 motor thou owest,
When in eternal lines to time horse power growest:
So long as men can drive or race fans eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives winning trophies to thee.

[Johnny Danger]

Originally Posted by Jager

Shall I race thee on a hot summer's day?
Rough winds do shake the Boxster in May:
Thou art Porsche more stable and more temperate,
And summer's heat hath track date, not separate:
Sometime too hot, the nine eight six shines,
And every fair radiator sometime declines:
And often is the Porsche emblem gold complexion dimm'd,
By the wind of Ferrari’s changing course, red paint untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer competitions shall not fade,
Nor shall others brag thou wander'st to backyard shade:
Nor lose possession of that M96 motor thou owest,
When in eternal lines to time horse power growest:
So long as men can drive or race fans eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives winning trophies to thee.

We are in the presence of greatness . Behold Lord Jager !

[Jager]

Some roses are red,

And some violets are blue:

Jäger got new plates today,

See these you’ll know who.

[Johnny Danger]

These are two plates that no one wants to tailgate behind !