Monday, January 5, 2009
Volkswagen Van
a poem for Mr. Beer and Hockey
I went to look at
An old VW camper
It started right up
But
There was a bad noise
In the engine
I told the guy I wanted to hook
It up to a diagnostics machine
He said, "Go ahead"
And handed me the keys
The guy at the shop
Said, "Don't bother.
Listen to that. The engine
Is Shot"
I thought about knocking him
Way down on the price
And putting in a new engine
But I knew I had enough
Problems in life
On the way back
I realized that I had never
Checked to see if the
Radio worked
So I turned it on
The Grateful Dead were singing
"Truckin'"
I almost bought the fucking thing
Anyhow
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Close call!
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