Last night you called to make an appointment.
Said you not only needed service but you’d also misplaced your dipstick.
The oil leaks were lubricating but not welcome.
You said it was like you were turned on and left running.
Now almost knocked out by the sheer will to want me to step on it,
You complained of how your signals won’t stop flashing.
I promised to check under the hood.
A slight chuckle, one word, “Good.”
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I see you at the gate and wring my hands in anticipation.
It is not every day someone needs a new mechanic.
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