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Mechanics Love My Car Sonnet #42

The Christmas tree has dried to brittle green
Gifts are stacked within the bedroom closet
Santa’s visit costs more than children glean
Money runs free like water from faucet
My car is broke again I must repair
Damages to plug, pump and oil pan
Now in the season of excessive care
My mechanic made a lucrative plan
The elves inside your engine must be quelled
With regular maintenance and good gas
Visit me once a month he smiled and yelled
While I walked away frowning, one sad lass
Find a new car - a good resolution
One that runs is a better solution

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