Member Poem

Great, green torpedo screaming
through the soft suburban night.
Rocket fin American dreaming,

chrome grill grinning, gleaming,
dual headlights shining halo bright.
Great, green torpedo screaming,

“Make way for denim angels,” seeming
to manifest in steel and light.
Rocket fin American dreaming

their way to rootbeer float redeeming
souls from adolescent plight.
Great, green torpedo screaming

louder than the radio streaming
tuck-and-roll revival, out of sight.
Rocket fin American dreaming,

teenaged faces worn, but beaming.
Hell on wheels, and laughing with delight.
Great, green torpedo screaming,
“Rocket fin American dreaming.”