FETTLE THE METAL
There comes a young lad from abroad.
He wants a car but can’t afford.
So he gets scrap metal
And this he does fettle.
Then calls it a Honda Accord.
He took it out for a test-run.
At first this seemed to be great fun.
But in metal he fettle
The welding was brittle.
Suddenly it all came undone.
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