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motor head
Contributed by
thehotshotpoet
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Sunday, 8th April 2012 @ 09:10:11 AM in AEST
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my hands all greasy but what am I to say today I wasn't writing it's rebuild motor day it seems to make me laugh this motor as I tear apart I remove a few bolts & there it goes once again I follow my heart right back to my keyboard instead making rhymes of sense not being a motor head it's no coincidence never the less I'll do whatever it might take I am my own mechanic one job I really hate but I do it with pride like anything I find that I must do I'm not the best at the task at hand but I'll do it right & true I guess what I am saying no matter what we tear apart the thoughts just keep on coming back I'm always a poet at heart the hot shot poet
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