Hyundai Pie

I was taken aback when I saw you online;
there were no reservations—you had to be mine.
You are black, sleek and beautiful, sporty and spry;
yes, I’m singing the praises of my Hyundai Pie.

Oh your headlights are sexy—seductive you are;
I am privileged to have a provocative car.
Down the avenues, back roads and freeways we fly;
I’m at home in the comfort of my Hyundai Pie.

You are sensor alert when some things are not right;
on the dashboard you notify me with a light.
It was low tire pressure—you told me no lie;
I think you are amazing, my dear Hyundai Pie.

Let me sing of you now, let me honor your name;
(I remember old cars, but they’re just not the same.)
Hyundai Pie, have a listen as I sing your song;
(maybe some in the neighborhood will sing along:)

      Oh, Hyundai Pie, I am auto-delighted,
      I am very excited, to have you here with me.
      Oh, Hyundai Pie, your black body does glisten,
      and I give you a listen, when we zoom down the road.

      You were shipped from far away across the sea,
      and when I saw you there at the dealership
      I knew…it had to be.

      Oh, Hyundai Pie, I feel frantic arriving,
      I just love when we’re driving, and you respond to me.
      Oh, Hyundai Pie, you are quick yet still thrifty,
      good on gas is so nifty, and you look good in the drive.

      With your alloy wheels you stand out in the crowd;
      and when you wink at me with those fancy eyes
      I must say…I am so proud…

When I back up you give me exceptional view
‘cause the camera in back is becoming to you.
Engineering is special for over the road
as the shift goes from auto to manual mode.

Shall we travel the hills or go up by the lake?
We can gaze at the stars and then watch the dawn break.
In the heart of her moments I tap-dance and twirl
for my Hyundai Elantra remains quite the girl.   


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Writer's Cramp Co-Winner
10-3-17