I love my mechanic. He is allowing me to Keep Going.
Literally
When I am plagued by the inability to move.
Because my car won't start.
Who do I call?
Who is it who can help?
My Mechanic
My Mechanic
Cheerful, with a helping wrench,
My Mechanic
My Mechanic
When I am crushed with images of Poverty, Dispair
and a Bad Credit Rating,
When it seems no one will date me ever
and soft gooey self pity threatens to suffocate me
in its tepid and choking grasp
Who do I call?
Who is it who can help?
My Mechanic
My Mechanic
Cheerful, with a helping wrench,
My Mechanic
My Mechanic
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