April 26, 2014

  • Oil Changes

    Farm hand Hickory
    they called him
    a heartless humming human
    first shown in black and white
    cut Buddy right out of the picture

    By a simple twist of fate
    a heavy house
    and rusty shoulders
    Nick Chopper met his mates

    Haley's comet rose
    in a land where the road
    is paved in bricks of gold

    In a lullaby over and over
    of somewhere that I dreamed of.

    The oil can changed his life forever

Comments (12)

  • you are creative.

  • @m_elmer - How'd they do that???

  • Happy Birthday! :-D
    I must say your poems are far too deep for me. :-)

  • Happy birthday... I heard a rumor. :) Hope it's a good one and that you are blessed with many more.

  • This is beautiful!
    I thought of writing about The Tin Man...:-) I'm glad you did it! :-)
    I read somewhere that Buddy Ebsen got ill from all the silver paint. I don't know if that's true.

    HAPPY Birthday to you!!!
    I hope you have a wonderful, fun, memory-filled, joyful day!!! :-)
    HUGS!!! :-)

  • Happy birthday to you!
    I hope you have a great day whatever you do.

  • I read this on my Kindle when I first woke up this morning, and it's been making me smile all day.

  • Happy Birthday to you♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪Happy Birthday to you ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪♥ ♥ ♥♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪Happy Birthday dear Aloysius Son •*¨*•.¸¸♥ ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪...Happy Birthday to you...*¨*•.¸¸♥ ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪... and many more

  • Happy Birthday to you!!

  • This was such a novel and interesting poem. Thanks.

  • Keep your motor running baby, I want to check your oil
    Keep your motor running baby, I want to check your oil
    I got the dipstick handy and the radiator’s ‘bout to boil

    She got twin carburettors of the kind I like to tune
    She got twin carburettors of the kind I like to tune
    Keep that motor running baby, morning night and afternoon

    Don’t need no choke ‘cause she’s already hot
    Hangs on in the turns and she knows what’s what
    Her plugs are firing and her points are good
    Everything’s sure fine underneath that hood
    Keep your motor running baby, I want to check your oil
    I got the dipstick handy and the radiator’s ‘bout to boil

    Slip you out of neutral straight, on into overdrive
    She’ll slip you out of neutral, straight on into overdrive
    Keep that motor running baby, morning noon or night it’s alright

    Don’t need no choke ‘cause she’s already hot
    Hangs on in the turns and she knows what’s what
    Her plugs are firing and her points are good
    Everything’s sure fine underneath that hood
    Keep your motor running baby, I want to check your oil
    I got the dipstick handy and the radiator’s ‘bout to boil

    TRADITIONAL BLUES SONG
    AUTHOR UNKNOWN

  • Love it!! A whole different perspective!! One of my favorite movies and a wonderful poetical nod - Thanks for this on a tough work day Saturday.

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