Alright, anyone else up for some hardcore poetry?

I'll take you on!

I'll let you go first, my friend!

Oriphiel claims she is stuck in the garage,
But she hasn't done a feature on a horseless carriage!
This odd lack of knowledge about vintage cars
Seems to indicate that she's yet to go far.

Oh boy, that was awful.

I may not know much of fast cars,
but you'll find that i'm apt with guitars.
I get the fuzz out,
and rock all about,
so loud that they hear it on mars.

My soul is stuck in the old,
cast from a psychedelic mold,
I need music rough,
so scattered and tough,
else I'll fade as my brain starts to fold.