The Night I Went Drag

A few weeks ago while driving, I saw a landmark from my past;
It is called the Kil-Kare Speedway, where men drive very fast!
It runs a quarter mile, they clock your time and speed;
For a sixteen year old teenager, this was quite a thrill indeed!
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One Saturday I asked my father, if I could use his car that night;
He said “Yes, on one condition, don’t abuse it, treat it right”!
I picked up my friend Roger, and to the races did we go;
My father thought we went to a movie, I thought “He’ll never know”!
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When we got there, I took off the casing, that held the carburetor in;
Because it made the car sound like a hot rod, so loud the mighty din!
After racing, when I got home, my parents were both asleep;
I put Dad’s car keys on the table, and did not make a peep!
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But early the next morning, my father went out to take a ride;
When I heard him start the engine, I thought that I would die!
For I’d forgotten to put the muffler on, and the engine made a roar;
There was nowhere for me to hide then, as he came running in the door!
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I knew that if I valued living, I had to think so very quick;
Knowing my father knew nothing of mechanics, I came up with a brilliant schtick!
I told him the engine flooded, and to fix it, I took off the carburetors’ hood;
I ran out and put it back on, then everything was good!
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                      Boys will e,er be boys
             Oft times naughty, sometimes nice
                      Ne’er Sugar and Spice