JIM "CRASH" TRACY


JIM IS IN LINE,
AND WELL ON HIS WAY,
TO BE PRESIDENT,
OF THE CSSA.
(Central States Shrine Assn.)

JIM'S A GO-GETTER,
HE'S CLIMBING THE LINE,
MAYBE EVEN POTENTATE,
SOMEWHERE IN TIME.

HE'S ALSO PRESIDENT,
OF THE GATEWAY PATROL,
THAT'S LITTLE INDY CARS,
ALL READY TO ROLL

NOW FOR THE GOOD PART,
ABOUT JIM AND HIS RIDE,
AND SOME OF THE TIDBITS,
HE'D LIKE TO HIDE.

HE THINKS HIS CAR,
HAS A VOODOO CURSE,
HE KEEPS ON CALL,
A 24-HOUR NURSE.

WHEN THE PHONE RINGS,
SHE JUMPS TO HER FEET,
GRABS THE FIRST-AID,
AND HITS THE STREET.

ONE TIME HE CRANKED IT,
AND TOO OUR SURPRISE,
IT CHASED HIM DOWN,
AND PINNED HIS HIDE,

AGAINST A BRICK WALL,
FOR ALL TOO SEE,
ALL JIM COULD DO,
WAS LET OUT A SCREAM.

HE KEEPS HIS UNIFORMS,
PRESSED WITH PRIDE,
EVEN THE TIRE MARKS,
UP THE BACKSIDE.

HE MADE THE MISTAKE,
OF LETTING IT IDLE,
SOMETHING HAPPENED,
TO THE GAS PEDLE.

IT CRAWLED UP HIS LEG,
LIKE A CAT IN HEAT,
AND LEFT TIRE MARKS,
FROM HIS HEAD TO HIS FEET.

AT CENTRAL STATES,
THEY WATCH FOR HIM,
AND HIS LITTLE CAR,
WITH OR WITHOUT HIM.

NOW WE DON'T KNOW,
ABOUT VOODOO AND THINGS,
BUT JIM AND HIS CAR,
ARE KIND OF STRAINGE.

EVEN TO THIS DAY,
WHAT WAS HE THINKING,
WHEN OUT OF THE BLUE,
HE TOOK OUT A WHITE LINCOLN.

YEA, THEY CALL JIM "CRASH",
CAUSE THERE'S BEEN A FEW,
I'LL LEAVE THIS MESSAGE,
TO PONDER THRU.

I LOVE TO POKE FUN,
I CAN TAKE IT AS WELL,
SPINNING THESE YARNS,
AND TELLING THESE TALES.
Ben Steen copyright 6/9/2004