Silver Chevy Nova Part: 2

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How I love a Chevy Nova,
with smooth silver paint.
Before I even,
get to the door,
it's beauty makes me faint.
It has wide rugged tires,
and factory wheels,
for driving on dirt and dust,
and a loud rumbling engine,
running smoothly,
without any rust.
It's interior is nice,
grey and smooth.
The steering wheel's big,
and it's turning is loose.
It's the best American muscle,
and it's sharp as a knife.
... but it's not fun driving it,
unless I'm sitting next to my wife.

  • Authors: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym)
  • Visible: All lines
  • Published: March 24th, 2026 11:11
  • Limit: 6 stanzas
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  • Comment from author about the poem: Persistence is key
  • Category: Unclassified
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