Win a 2021 Ford F-150
You can enter the 2021 F-150 Sweepstakes from Ford Motor Company for your chance to win the all-new 2021 Ford F-150 in the form of $50,000 to put towards the truck of your choice. The winner will work with his/her local Ford Dealership to select the body style, trim level, features, upgrades, and other elements of the F-150. Entry ends December 31, 2020.
FANTASTIC PRIZE
Please pick me 😁
I don’t know why this guy keeps writing poems for giveaways but I love it
As I drive the Ford truck my destination is going to be winning the vehicle.
Your rambling bullscat don’t rhime. Poems are supposed to rhime
another poem for ford’s f-150
Dirt
Driving on a gloomy night,
You spot a mass from afar.
Its eyes peer,
Like dear
Into the bright unknown.
“keep driving, he is the man in rags”
The light fades
Into the vacuum of darkness,
The man is left behind.
Many call him homeless
Yet he is loveless,
The man sweep the streets
With the rags
That hang on his back
Jingles a can
Pleading for change
Yet he still gets the same answer.
“keep walking, its the man in rags”
People wonder
Why doesn’t he just get a job
Like the rest of us,
Yet the man
Can’t hear the question
His freedom is wrapped
In the rags
That drag after him.
Blind to change,
Can’t hear the future.
“just keep talking, its just the man in rags”
A young couple
Chats about last nights tv show
While the man rambles
About scratch marks
On the leather seats
Of his 2021 Ford F-150.
Her passions stained the carpet so much
That he had to sell it
To the devil
So he can live with it.
Yet he hasn’t
Because he still can’t take stop
For an answer,
He pushes street corners
Repeating himself
Like a wind up toy
Yet we wind him back up
“just keep walking, he is just the man in rags”
A POEM FOR FORDS F-150
first you gotta eat.
then you gotta work.
get in the F150 truck,
the dust maker.
don’t crank the music
too loud
cause you know
that, as an
escape venue
don’t work,
same as nowhere at all.
you hit what is
a dry patch.
mostly stone,
pebbles and
way too much
concrete,
ribbons of white and yellow
making you crazy, and
you force yourself to
settle down,
get it organized.
only a matter of time
then when it’s calm,
the itch,
can’t be creamed
or suppressed,
want to write,
you are afraid,
why and what
might,
will come out.
you proud, not loud,
you are the dust maker,
you will make your dust,
when it is time when
life is just a little less
dusty, or dusty enough,
don’t matter, either way,
to get it straight,
the crooked will out.
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