Here is the updated and edited poem, originally written in October, 2018, during the very first month of Big Sky Buckeye’s blog. While I have never owned a Mustang, I enjoyed the pleasure of driving one as a rental car a few years ago.

The Ford Mustang is a classic, matchless car
It is well-known around the world near and far
Designed with a fleet, sleek, and distinctive frame
Its final destiny will be to drive to the Hall of Fame
The ’65 convertible is a huge favorite of mine
It fills my special memories from time to time
Lee Iococca is the inspiration behind its creation
His pony car creates a newly crowned sensation
Collectors love this car with its vintage look
For many drivers enjoy the swiftness it took
Midnight blue, ruby red, and powerful black
Identify but a few of its sporty colors to track
Chevy produces the Camaro to challenge Ford’s power
Only to see the Mustang make a major film that towers
Steve McQueen drives his ’68 Bullitt in a famous chase
The spectacular scenes tantalize many fans with a taste
Endless generations worship this untamed beast
Driving the Mustang is sure to be a fulfilling feast