A study break

As I moseyed over to blogger to while away my 27th study break, I took a pit stop at the Imagination Prompt Generator whose prompting words of inspiration were naturally: "What should you be doing right now instead of being on the computer?" I scoffed, scowled, and squirmed, and quickly urged it on to the next prompt which glimmered: "Write a rhyming poem about your car." How gladly I obliged to that request:

My ride is a truck of white

(I could have rhymed to truck, but how trite)

When climbing up hills

She spitters and sputters

And gives nervous chills

That make us all shudder in fright.

Ah, but I am remiss!

I've yet to name this miss

Who deigned to transmit

My beau and our shit

All snugly fit

From the South to the Washington bliss.

As I have you all rapt and in wonder

I'll be apt in amending my blunder

Just let me sidetrack first

She's riddled with rust in each cranny

Every nook hides some dust and dirt

And I think she needs a new tranny

(not like that, you pervert)

I've built this up to seem far too juicy

After all she's just my old truck

With plenty of room for a...duck

My dear rusty ride, Lucy.

I'm pretty sure I should incorporate rhyming into my everyday life...