Joyriding With the Wolfman

Joyriding With the Wolfman

In Mom's Mustang, I sneak away.
At fifteen years, I shouldn't dare,
but take the chance and disobey
while folks are out and unaware.

As summer night whirls through my hair,
the A M dial glows in my eye
I find my soul mate on the air;
together, Wolfman Jack and I.

He howls, "Have mercy", as I stray
then spins his tunes for all to share.
"This rock and roll is here to stay"
I sing, and cruise without a care.

I wave to friends around town square,
and feel my ego soaring high.
His raspy voice, beside me blares,
together, Wolfman Jack and I.

Just now, in front of Honk's Cafe,
a fateful CRASH brings peers to stare.
My escapade has gone astray,
with bumpers crushed, I flush and swear.

I cringe with thoughts of parents' glare
and hang my head in shame to cry.
Without his laugh, I couldn't bear;
together, Wolfman Jack and I.

We two are now a howling pair.
His famous "owwwws" through airwaves fly,
while I just wail how life's unfair;
together, Wolfman Jack and I.




The rhyme scheme is abab bcbc... abab bcbc... etc, the meter is iambic tetrameter