Helena Honda

Helena Honda

and Tony Toyota,

together they went for a drive.

 

The sweet little Honda

blew past the Toyota,

rejoicing, “I feel so alive!”

 

Lean left, now lean right,

hug those curves, hold them tight –

poor Tony was left in the dust.

 

Four wheels to her two,

wasn't much he could do

but follow – and follow he must.

 

Oh, Helena Honda,

one day you will learn

that friendship is worth more than speed.

 

And no one’s as solid

as Tony Toyota –

he’ll be there whenever you need.

 

Poor Helena Honda

pushed too far too fast,

popped a tire and scratched up her chrome.

 

The up lumbered Tony,

Said “climb on my back –

I’m your truck, and I’ll carry you home.”