300C By a Dirty Window

Manifested in your dreams as you drive the 300C by a dirty window.
No cell messages hiding behind the music you hear.
Between the roar in your favorite song.
The humm of the hemi as it's Jaws are punched on the street.
You look through the rose colored glasses.
A cat looks up from the gutter.
Dogs bark in nightbound alleys.
It's time to take the musical 300C home.
Jukeboxes at dawn, your head unconsciously bops to the songs.
The Chrysler 300C shines in the morning sun.
Ham and eggs by a dirty window.
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