Volt poetry - release your inner poet in celebration of the Volt!

Volt for President

General motors great adventure
Began with a Bush era tax quencher
The generals no fake
And it wanted the tax break
So the generals engineers
But down their beers
Worked four hard years
To get it into gear.

As the volt rolled out the chute
Peers cheered how it could scoot
How cute, What a hoot,
Perfect for the commute!

A techno marvel the tree huggers raved.
Think of the oil saved!

The oilmen felt an electric chill
So they hire the usual shills,
Spare no expense,
With orders to kill.

Radio land pitchmen
Made up some facts
oiled up congressmen
Attacked with fiery circus bats.

Time and again
They attacked with fury
Acting like judge and jury
They tried to bury
The volt in a hurry

Some Men of free will
Confused by the taxmans bill
Thinking it maybe a frill
Fell for the fire drill
As shills circled for the kill

President Obama stepped in
Giving the Volt a thumbs up grin.

The naysayers doubled down
Bringing in some right wing clowns
To bring the president down.

Drill baby drill
Shouted the crowd on the hill
And don't mind the spill
As they collected their bank bills
From the oil mans till

No need, I have the oil that you crave
A friendly sheik waved
By gods will and*some military drill

But the volt drivers stood firm
behind the generals berm
As the riot churned

From these true believers
A new rally cry went forth
The Volt is an over achiever
So for president it will run
The steely beast Can take it
No mortal man can break it
Into the future we will roll
Our economy finally Free
of an oil mans toll!

Volt owner 2012-00926