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Nice Guy Mechanic, Paul Cash, Part One

He didn't blossom out with vive, have all the answers to self-live, your problem at his door, arrive! He'd say to wait, yet still today in moments strife ~ he'd say OK Your car ~ his home, in the driveway! His small garage, filled to the brim with parts and projects from his friends Paul's willingness" could not be bought! Paul's name not estimate his fee a "cash" you'd think ~ its sure not free, he'd plunge right in ~ his harmony! His trailer home, no yard to mow white pebbles lacing, concrete's show no extra work to grasp renown! "Its plugged, burned out", or just is "blown!" his knowledge kept your sorrow down "But can you fix it" ~ you'd condone! He had the parts, just here and there his small garage, a farm somewhere the cost'd be small, he kept it fair ! - to be continued -

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