Mike the Mechanic

He can fix anything

no matter the year

the make, the model

but has his own way 

 

No, just throw that

on the scrapheap

with all the others

 

Seriously, I just

want to work

I hate people

mostly but not always

 

Get a bigger hammer

depression my foot

you need a one way ticket

to Ethiopia  

 

I'm having a smoke

it's thinking time

need to get more guns 

but that's another matter 

now I know how it works

only took three ciggies  

 

Most tradies rip off their

best customers cause they can

but that's bull you don't

need it 

 

No, just throw that

on the scrapheap

with all the others.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Bird Avatar
September 10, 2023 at 12:46 AM
This poem really does explain my grandfather!!
Davis Avatar
November 16, 2013 at 5:28 PM
Words of wisdom and learning. This write is unique and pulls the reader in to this mechanics world. Nice job
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February 10, 2013 at 11:47 PM
Uwe, it's true what you describe ..about the ripping off...good point...always. .pd
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