Romeo Naces Poet Rhyme

Masseur's Farm Tractor

I get paid driving a huge farm tractor
with sideline job as chiropractor;
I massage and I soothe muscular pains,
move vital circulation through your veins.

Though I never trained in orthopedics,
I've got skills similar to the medics;
sprained joints, strained tendons, twisted ligaments,
just tell me where it hurts, my compliments.

I pat and dab, rub and press, knead and squeeze
your weary back, limbs and extremities;
be yours the size and girth of whales or eels,
your aches, your ills this handy masseur heals.

You see, there's none on your anatomy
that escapes from these fingers that tell me;
I've learned the skills of a land surveyor
from long years of driving a farm tractor!

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