Just Another Day

Just Another Day

08-19-92  by Rendo

The gas is filled, the pump is primed,

My work here soon will commence.

I need to get this out-of here,

Without running through the fence.

I climbed aboard “The Clatter Brain”

And dawned my ear protection.

The engine started instantly,

Not filing one objection!

I turned the key to hear her run,

Whoosh, whoosh, putt, putt, clank, clank, hum.

I pulled the lever to my right,

Which had nearly squished my thumb.

Chaos increased with heightened pitch,

Then ended with jet like roar.

It coughed, then suddenly sputtered,

When the pedal hit the floor.

But all was not so finely tuned,

For there came another sound.

The drive belt whizzed right past my ear,

And landed there on the ground!

Parts were flying both left and right,

As it grinded to a halt.

I knew this ran the last I tried,

This surely was not my fault!

Shriek, gasp, missfart and fat-toady

Shriek! Gasp a ka-choo, and twert.

The engine halted instantly,

Blowing oil upon my shirt!

I pushed the thing into the shed,

Where I covered it over with hay.

I guess I’ll get me back to  bed,

And mow lawns some other day.