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Oy Vey Smear -

Oy Vey Smear -

More'n' $500.00 For Car Repair!

Hence mine plaintive strut forward
doleful poetically lamentable
forlorn shell shock mental state
Hyundai deniably forced

me to absorb, sans
requisite auto repair tab
this (Sonata kidding) reality
steered me sigh key -

wracked (in my pinion)
into abysmal suspension tooting horn aye
didst painfully, palp
ably, and pathetically,

(albeit mutinous on bounty of life)
envisioned good bye
regarding woebegone condition
wallet sadly, how checking account

suffered near mortal blow -
cents less lee principally reason cry
ying yup possibly heard, asper
the doll la bills blues and die,
perhaps hastiness dashing
off metrical missive
blindsided, clouded, and obscured

wheely tired call for Eli
(schwa sound) to whisk
this mister where angels fly
essentially taking Matthew

Scott Harris goodbye
from money shortages, away high
yar into the outer reaches
of the twilight auto zone

yet...deep down I dear
lee would rather engine ear
a rescue attempt by claiming fear
less flyer self as charity and gear
legitimate funding to help
a worthy cause, but such chutzpah,

would be here
see within thy coda,
dogma, and car ma,
thus eye shed headlights for
"NON FAKE" truth to app pear.

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