Shifts are swift from zero to five,
Speeds with pride, without command.
Blind to foes and dumb to friends,
Camelia loves only her Master’s demand.
Horsepower and torque so boundless for her,
She’s kissed by grounds who come under.
Roads are tamed and so are lanes,
She’s teased even by a cloud’s thunder.
Honks does she to save other lives,
Thus they all still survive.
Passes does she through all those nooks,
Who reach to hug her for a jive.
Escapes from the hells of towns,
No remorse on a rival path.
Victory follows her back home,
Thanks to Angels who know her math.