I drop off my car in anticipation,
That it doesn’t require, complete restoration.
‘You’ll have it by two’ the young lady said
Then I am told it’s five thirty instead.
They text a report, the news is not good
Do I have to confirm? I am told that I should!
For the break pads are worn, the suspension is shot,
The tyres threadbare and the engine’s too hot.
The exhaust has a hole and the brake fluids low,
The clutch is a slipping and the wipers too slow,
The paintwork is poor and the bonnet is dented,
Should’ve had it in sooner, this could have been prevented.
It’s an arm and a leg when the invoice arrives,
Which I have to pay or my car I’m deprived!
Now the automobile’s a fairly recent invention,
But these service costs surely weren’t the intention!
Copyright © Ronald D Thompson | Year Posted 2019
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