This may have made it here before, but I got a kick out of it when I saw it recently.

Twas the night before Christmas and caught at the light,
Was a torch red Corvette and no cops in sight.
I will try, I will try, I will try with this small motor,
To beat this Corvette, it ain't got no blower.
As the light goes green and I pull like no joke,
The Corvette erupts in clouds of tire smoke.
Now Smasher, now Rev-ver, now Stroker, now Blitzin,
These are the names of my four VTEC pistons.
Racing ahead I'm the star of the action,
But I know I'm in trouble when Corvette gets traction.
Grabbing second, I hear the RPM's sing,
My mirror is blocked by my shopping kart wing.
I now hear the roar of the big monster gaining,
All I can do is keeping the four-banger straining.
In a second, the shock wave hits with a blast,
And my stickers go flying, now a thing of the past.
Don't bother with third, cause now it's too late,
Just try to act cool, like you can relate.
Looking up at the 4 tail lights as they get smaller,
The driver backs off just to give me a holler,
"You can't win them all," he says in fling,
"You may not win any, in that silly thing,"
I smiled and revved as he pulled out of sight,
With more stickers tomorrow, i'll give him a fight!