A little rhyme, to lighten up.

Count the times, the gullible did state,
My car's almost here, I now have a date.

Don't flame me my friends, cause I'm on a high,
Besides, we all know that Dealers don't lie.

It it doesn't get here, I'll hit the Coors,
And pray that I get mine, before you get yours.


Silverstone Touring 6sp.

 

I'm tired on driving my Chrysler, its no fun for me,
Where the hell is that truck, that has my Chrome Silver Z?

I've been very patient, that should be plain to see,
never worried about a G35, like others and even JmanZ.

I don't need to buy custom rims, or shop from a NISMO book,
cause nothin will equal the JMACK Z look

 

"It's normal, this thing, that you're going through.
You're about to turn forty - so do what you must do"

That's what she said, when I mentioned the Z
My desire to own one, and buy something special for me.

I loved the support, from this dear wife of mine
And so I placed my deposit, and started biding my time

Now I spend my nights typing, glued to the screen.
Posting things that are funny, and others that are mean.

I eat only when hungry, not three squares day.
I sleep when the beers have all been 'put away'

And now the tunes changed, as the months have went by.
I'm no longer the same person, the same lovable guy.

"It's not normal, this thing, that you're going through.
You're about to turn forty, and grow up you must do!

You're ignoring your friends, your family, and me
And all this for some strange love of a "Z"?"

Well honey, I hear ya - but not sure what to say.
It's a rollercoaster I'm on - can't jump off, not today.

But two months from now, back to normal I'll be.
Please hang in there with me, while I wait for my Z.

 

that is GREAT!!

how long did it take you to write that?

 

Scaf, you summed up my situation, exactly, to a tee.
It's the same in my my life (and my wife would agree).
I'm also near 40, and wanting some fun
Can't wait till the day I take the Z for a run!

-CZ

 

My God have I fallen into a fantasy sleep
The B..S... around here is getting to deep

My Buds have gone crazy, they've all turned to prose
Think they might have something up their nose?

This waiting has driven us all a bit nuts
Can't believe I've been two months without the butts

We've read and discussed and collected it all
And most will never leave it parked at the mall

So here's to the members of this great site
If my Z's not here soon I'll need someone to BITE

 

A long time ago, in days of yore,
I ordered a z, no way was a getting a fricken S4

I waited impatiently, to get info on my car,
Heard nothing from Nissan, my time would have been better spent in a bar

Days seemed like weeks, and weeks seemed like years,
Nissan must have thought we were cattle, cause they treated us like steers

But wait, Nissan said, come July 3rd all would be revealed,
Its true they told us the HP that day, but that was not enough for our psychic wounds to be healed

So July rolled past, the end of summer was near,
Still nothing about my beloved Z, which I so wanted to hear

But then August came and wondrously, magically,VINS did appear,
I began to hope, maybe, just maybe, I would get my car this year

Then the Zs started arriving, by ship from afar,
but alas, and alack, none were my car

But now my dealer has promised in October I get my Z,
He better be right, because if I have to wait much longer, it will be the death of me.

 

Taking a page out of the poetry skills of Jeff's dad:






September 12








That is my poem. I like to say it is a date that is searching for a meaning. Oh wait, it already has one..........it is the date I'm supposed to get my Z!

 

There once was a car from Osaka
who's engine was so strong it could rock-ya

I said with a grin
If I had a VIN
I'd be the happiest man on my block-a.








OK I don't know if it's really from Osaka but that's the only way it worked.

 

The boat is nearing.
Not much time untill it's here.
The Z delights me.

 

You gentlemen are brilliant,
Yet you waste precious time
My dealer is a sycophant
I will stalk that dirty slime

He delayed my car, you see,
an unforgivable error
that will result in his hanging from a tree
while I drive away in someone else's Z!



P.S.- We should all be poets or something....