#buggy
It seems crazy
To change something
Thats working
The horse and buggy
Was working
It seemed crazy
To stop using that
But then they
developed the car and..
Well that destroyed the planet..
So that's a bad example
Oct 6, 2021
Oct 6, 2021 at 6:04 PM UTC
M bde hi chehre hasde vekhe, par vekhe na kde tere haase warge...
J tere bulla di m gal kra, tere bul ne mithe ptaase warge
ਮੈੰ ਬੜੇ ਹੀ ਚੇਹਰੇ ਹਸਦੇ ਵੇਖੇ, ਪਰ ਵੇਖੇ ਨਾ ਕਦੇ ਤੇਰੇ ਹਾਸੇ ਵਰਗੇ....
ਜੇ ਤੇਰੇ ਬੁਲਾੰ ਦੀ ਮੈੰ ਗਲ ਕਰਾੰ, ਤੇਰੇ ਬੁਲ ਨੇ ਮਿਠੇ ਪਤਾਸੇ ਵਰਗੇ
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Jan 15, 2020
Jan 15, 2020 at 11:57 AM UTC
*Having summoned an Uber I walked
Into the Remise to await for its arrival.
Unusual, the owners of this 1750’s building
Had refused to knock down the Remise
And as it was snowing and cold it sure was
A comforting place to wait out of the weather.
I imagined how it must of looked in its heyday
Full of fine coaches and horse tack.
For a moment I could smell a horse all bridled
And strapped with new leather – something which
Stirred up an agreeable sensation within me;
I could feel the churlish beast chomping at the bit.
Twiddling my thumbs as I waited I wondered if
There were anyone left to construct such an ancient
Horse drawn carriage or was there even anyone left
Who could ever think of using it.
But as oft I do I let my mind wander to
Those good old days, though not one of which I knew.
Closing my eyes, I swear that I could smell the oak fire
Of a blacksmith’s furnace and I could hear the
Gent solidly hammering out a new set of gaited horseshoes.
In my minds eye I could see the Remise all
Full of carriages, each hooked to a fine stead -
What a grand sight it must of truly been.
It was then that I felt a hand in mine and when I
Turned toward the hand – to my wandering eye -
I had a hold on the most intriguing creature that God
Had ever given a man to hold, I dared not open my eyes.
She looked into my soul and asked me,
“Sir, which carriage?”
At about 8 paces in front of us was what I suppose
Was the best equipped of the lot and as its driver
Stepped down and made his way toward me/us
I noticed the lady was as taken with it as myself.
So Monsieur De La Dessein – the driver – or at
Least that was how he introduced himself,
Then he asked me if we cared to take the Grand Tour.
He led us up to the door of the chaise and as he opened
The door I said, “This one will not do,
It is hardly big enough for one.”
The lady, without hesitation, pushed me toward the
Door whispering, “Get in.”
Upon her insistence I climbed aboard taking up
All but about 4 inches of the seat cushion
When the lady put her head and foot in the
Carriage saying, “Move over.”
With no place to move I tilted up on one cheek
With my legs – one atop of the other.
Now my lady was climbing in full bodied and all
To find that she too must sit on one cheek facing me
With our knees knocking against each other.
The driver shut the door as the lady said, “Abarth.”
The horse sprang to life as the “La Grand Tour” began.
Face to face, body to body this buggy ride was …
How should I say it ….
Wonderful….
And then I did the stupidest thing that I’d ever done.
I opened my eyes to find the Remise empty -
No carriages, no horses, no blacksmith and no ravishing beauty.
Just an empty place to get in out of the weather.
My heart sank lower than it had ever been before.
What mind is this that can wander so ****** far from reality?
A little tiny car whipped into the Remise and right in front of me
It turned a half moon pulling up to me.
I noticed the labeling on the front of the car – Fiat.
The back windows were all blacked out.
The driver got out coming toward me on the passenger side.
As he opened the back door I asked him what kind of car this was.
He said it was a Fiat Abarth and he hoped that
I didn’t mind sharing the ride.
As I bent over peering inside the driver said his name
“Monsieur De La Desein” and sitting on
One cheek in the back of this mutant automobile
Was – that intriguing creature that I had just dreamed about.
Carefully – more expertly this time – I crawled into
The back – on one cheek – face to face
As the Uber driver asked me, “Where to.”
In perfect unison – we in the back replied
“La Grand Tour please.”
God, please don't make me open my eyes...*
Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 3:35 PM UTC
Deep in the woods where the wild things roam
Back in the dark there are things
That happen at night when you'r all safe at home
When young men compete to be kings.
It happens each year when the falls fairs are on
These gatherings out in the dark
Thanksgiving arrives and the boys all move on
From these things that they do for a lark
The gauntlet's thrown down by the challenging swarm
To the winner of last years crusade
His blood doesn't boil, but it sure does get warm
Now that this years challenge is made
It normally starts at the Aylmer Fall Fair
"Josiah, you're not is our class!"
He doesn't fight back he just breathes deep and stares
For to him, it's a sin for to sass
They show up at night, all dressed up in black
No surprise if you knew how they live
But tonight is the time, for them all to step up
For a Lesson's about to be give
The street was all dark, save a lantern or two
as the riders came out from the trees
These were not the old wagons you saw in the dark
These were ones that would make your heart freeze
Josiah stepped forth from the bustling crowd
Mr. Martin he said...I am here
Now is the time to show just how proud
of the horses you have over there.
I've heard of this race in the darkest of nights
Where the young men come out and are facing
Their fears and their hopes with only two lights
It's the start of Amish Drag Racing
It was something to see these men dressed all the same
Two big clydesdales each made up their team
But to both of these men, this was not just a game
This was the way that they all burned off steam
They didn't dare fight for that was a sin
And team sports didn't get the job done
None of them drank so there was no need for gin
And a barnraising just wasn't fun
Mr. Martin climbed up and he steadied his ride
Young Josiah just stood there and stared
Mr. Martin looked out, he was beaming with pride
Poor Josiah just stood looking scared
The starter came forth and he said to the men
With this hanky I will start the race
I will let it fly loose once I count to ten
And I let it fly free into space.
He counted it down and let go of the rag
And nobody moved from the post
Mr. Martins horse stood as did Josiahs old nag
And they both looked like they'd just seen a ghost
The hanky was black just like ones they all had
And nobody saw him let go
The race buildup was great but the start was quite bad
In fact some men started to go
So, they tried it again with a different technique
Cause they found nothing there that was white
You can say it was strange but I say unique
To watch Amish men race in the night.
The horses lurched forth like two huge tyco trains
Sweat was poring from off of their backs
You could see from their eys it was really a strain
As their drivers took up the reigns slack
Equally paired, with two horsepower each
They tore up the road like a shot
But a really fast speed they both never would reach
Cause two clydesdales just don't run so hot.
Amish drag racing is really a night
To see if the other would show
For it's really no way to prove who is right
And the attendance is really quite low
So if you get invited and your hear of a race
That takes place where wild things roam
Say you'd love to attend but you think to save face
You'd prefer not and would rather stay home.
..
May 3, 2012
May 3, 2012 at 7:29 PM UTC
Driving all night into red skies
We'll feel so alive when the sun comes up
And the morning air turns our blood so cold and warm
Settle at a hotel because we got another 800 miles to go
I just want to stay like this forever,
I never want to leave who I am because
We got it made, and the nights we stay awake
Wishing this would never end, we'll run out of gas
And we know it's all okay because we have each other
Seems it'll never end,
All over the east coast we'll throw our own parties
Breaking all the rules, we could stay this young forever
and own the store parking lots skating on buggies
Escaping to paradise to start all over again
Well, we know we got it made
Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 9:11 AM UTC