So yeah, having my car back from a week at the mechanics
just in time to be snowed in on Thanksgiving, is just swell,
Until that great looking new owner showed up with his table saw.
On the porch there is an echo effect that sent my fillings vibrating.
My psychotic, vegetarian daughter ate her squash and mashed potatoes
hidden safely in my warm bedroom and I drank a bottle of Cabernet.
That guy makes Johnny look like my dreamboat today. Counting blessings.