986 Poetry

[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 !