Tales of the Mongrel
by Ralph
Arata
Ode to the
Summer of �99. . . The Land箂 End Rally!
The "B" looked
good and the "B" ran great, 
It was off to Land箂 End, don箃 want to be late!
We got to the
start point, 30 teams made the toast,
Josefek held court - the rally箂 host!!
Drivers meeting
- get directions, histograms made the route,
250 miles of back roads, our MGs would shoot!
Weather sunny,
trees were, my "bride" by my side,
Does it get any better, I doubt it, eyes wide.
250 miles from
Chicago to the Don Q -
country side and green beauty, all for the select few. . . the ralliers!!
Work Tom箂 directions,
got to get there, 
arrows and X箂 , some questions that scare!
Through the
hills, over streams, past farms, all is well. . .
Damn it green, life is good, is that glycol I smell??
Hot brakes,
warm sun, cool breeze, just can箃 wait,
At the midpoint, Judy waits, grilling lunch, man, she is great!!
Move on to second
half, the scenery shoots by,
We get lost, and back track, no clue as to why. . . and don箃 care!!
There is no
care in the whole world wide, just the road and my "B",
and my bride....oh, my! What am I saying?
Could there
be more to this than the car and the road,
The club or the scenery, other secrets, untold?
Land箂 End was
A reason for Susan and I,
to spend the day together. . . and an evening,oh, my!
Working as a
team, husband and wife -
had time together (no kids), that箂 life!
Great dinner
that night, and good people we know,
Tom and Judy worked hard - what a great show!!
Damn, this is
great, in every way,
and we筶l do again, one year from this day!!
For those of
you who are reading this "ode",
my message is this!
If you have
not rallied before, the weather was here,
The club was poised, wasn箃 nothing to fear.
Show up one
Saturday - the sky will be bright,
The "Club" will be there - MG箂 all in sight!
Read the directions
and follow the "host",
And from this day you will get the most,
Of a great day,
be relaxed, in your little MG,
"The force will be with you", and you筶l need it, you筶l see!
Roses are red
and violets a bore,
That箂 all there is, there ain箃 anymore!!



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