Orange Lady

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ishtat
ishtat
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Inspired by reading Syndra Lynns’ Orange Glow
whilst giving the Orange Lady a makeover prior to a show.


Oh Allis B Allis B, you’re the best of Allis C’s mighty children,
though well past sixty now you’re still my girl.
I’m intimately well acquainted with your body orange painted,
twenty horsepower, big behind and just a ton.

I pull your crank quite slowly,
turn you over, fire you up.
Protest, misfire, splutter, your engine starts to stutter
and then begins to putter into life.

Your fixed position throttle at nine hundred RPM,
we throb gently in parade around the ground.
I sit behind, astride you, with love and pride I guide you,
adulation, gasps of wonder from the crowd.

Women at the show ignore you, know they’re beaten, can’t compete
with a lady who has seen them off before.
But their menfolk touch you, wistful, with a longing quiet and wishful
and jealous in their reverential awe.

Allis Chalmers Model B 1942.

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LannaLaceLannaLacealmost 2 years ago

Excellent!!... I do have a thing for tractors ...as much as the other soft satin things in life!

LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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Which goes to show, there's poetry in everything.

duddle146duddle146about 17 years ago
Tractors

Even though in a past life I was a John Deere man, It was fun to reminesce. Allis Chalmers were always around. How lovely that someone has written a poem about them. Very enjoyable!

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 19 years ago
You sucked me in!

Verra, verra nice, Ishtat! VUUUUNDUHFUL!

-- Kate (bennmorland85 -- can't remember the password)

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 19 years ago
Very clever!

Thanks, Ishtat.

Flyguy

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