Oh No Mister Bill Not Another Car Repair

Oh No Mister Bill! Not Another Car Repair! Aside from vehicular insurance, you must be aware another reason car ownership finds me being privy to possessing Hyundai Sonata (2009) title purposelessness too raising a futile cry and hew stems from accursedly unexpected mechanical malfunctions due to arise unpredictably, thus before bidding thee adieu lemme share another source, plus absolute zero clue, how I will pay for necessary part (linkedin with brake system) exacerbates psychological glue mean us - as addressed in previous poems wretched formative years I drew majority of existence, now lemme enlighten how a new whistling noise detected earlier by this gentile (actually atheist) Jew (December 26th, 2018), yea me Match Chew felt his heart sink, and mine key intuition knew, there goes social security disability - yepper flew right out the window good as flushing down the loo, cuz acute hearing discerned an unfamiliar sound which drew audiological attention particularly to passenger rear wheel, analogous to bleating ewe where without wooly sheepish doubt, I smelled burnt offerings and heard distinct noise unfamiliar and new, which automotive distress immediately altered my epidermal hue cuz checking account still in ICU (prognosis grim) like an overworked choo choo, thus emotional state now going haywire hullabaloo finding writing rhyming poem meagerly sue tub bull and wishfully, pointlessly, and dreamily cross fingers, and toes to rue min ate ting winning powerball jackpot and moo hoove varying into lap of living socially within human zoo instead of feeling boiled for cannibal stew!