She’s Called C8
One hour, three days
Appear and disappear
Sweet or sour
wet or seared
Surely no one says
Space is black
Night skies glow red
Nothing did
Or nothing said
Tires silent
And eyes that glow
Yeah her presence screams
Surely screams
You’ll always know
When you’ve seen
The Corvette 8
Red Black or Green
Submitted by: Sarah Tanweer, Grade 9 Student, St. Benedict’s Catholic Secondary School
(the corvette is my dream car so I decided I should write something about it 😊 Thank you! )