I Once

I once owned a roadster,
convertible to thee,
which I loved to drive,
as fast as could be.
Top down; cruising along,
couldn't hear the radio,
as I sped along.
So I was stuck with
singing my own song.
The wind whipped my hair,
which was long, into my eye.
I loved this car;
a 1971 Fiat 124, Spyder,
French Blue the color,
with Mag. wheels and
custom exhaust.