As the thick oil dripped I quickened my paceAnd with a final heave the screw came offBeads of sweat trailed down my faceSo many harsh fumes I stifled a cough I reached into my pocket for that old dirty ragTo wipe off my hands the grease and grimeTo work in this heat is such a dragBut I would no longer waste my time The task wasn't over no not just yetI'd have to pour in oil firstThe fresh liquid and engine metThe metal beast no longer groaned of thirst With keys in hand and victory nearI climbed into the car without strifeThe purring engine I could almost hearI turned they key and it sprang to life