Here I sit
Working as hard as I can
Parts squeaking and grinding
Everything overheating
Everyday they use me
Abuse me
But do they ever tend to me
No
Do they care?
No
All I’m asking for is just a little repair
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Comments (3)
Well said. I know the feeling.
Or melt me down & make something else.
This was terrific!!! Love it!!!