Old School Friends

Or Memories in Sheet Metal and Friendships ....

Poem by ... K. Peddlar Bridges aka The Hot Rod Poet ... Photo by ... Mary-Susan Williams Mignault ...

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I really dig those New Skool Rides With their chopped down roofs and flat black paint I really dig those New Skool Rides with their Rat Rod interiors and minimal sheet metal exteriors. and slammed down frames

But, when it comes to Brothers and Sisters I still like my Old School friends ... Because when an Old School Friend Comes knocking at the door at 2 AM and tells ya... Their mate gave them the toss, And your mate hollers, "They can't stay here!" You both leave ... Looking for a place to stay. Because when an Old School Friend calls at 3 AM Ad tells ya, they're broke down on the Road, You don't say "I have to be to work in the morning." You just ask, "Where?" And add, "I'm on my way." Because an Old School Friend can call ya ... From anywhere - anytime And ask ya to call their landlord, their boss, or their wife, And explain they're hung up - out on the road. And you'd never ask - Why? Or How? Just the number to call ... And you'd never tell an Old School Friend, "They can't come over, cause you have Family, Friends or Guest." Because Old School Friends are always - Family, Friends, and Guest. And you'd never say to an Old School friend ... "When it comes to business ... There is no such thing as friends." Because if you can't deal with them honest and open ... they're not Old School Friends. And if they show'd up just as you had to leave ... You'd just toss them your keys and say, "I'll be back." Cause, you know, they know, the same as you... An Old School Friend would never ask for anything They didn't really need, or they could do For themselves at that time. And, they'd never ask for anything they didn't deserve, Or wouldn't give if they could... Because they would ... Because they're Old School Friends.

Now, I really dig those New Skool Rides With their chopped down roofs and flat black paint And, I really dig those New Skool Rides with their Rat Rod interiors and minimial sheet metal exteriors and slammed down frames

But, when it comes to Brothers and Sisters I still lke my Old School Friends. ..................................................

Best wishes for the New Year and may 2009 increase your number of Old school Friends. I would like to add a THANK YOU here to Bob The Indian and Rosalie, Cousin Joey and Sheila, Lizzard and Meagan and my late Old School Friend Bobby Triumph and his wife Mary, for helping me write this poem over the past thirty years. Peddlar 01.01.2009 ..................

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