DO IT YOURSELF!...BOY.

Subject is: The Joy of Car Maintenance

Format is: I'm fairly sure that's a sonnet, but Pita has only licensed Cisco for Free Verse and Haiku. So the format is Free Verse with the restrictions that it must be 14 lines and iambic pentameter

DO IT YOURSELF!...BOY.


The oil may boil but the toiling's too much
for such a delicate, feminine touch!
My manicure's new, my hands way too soft
So I wave them about and hold them aloft.
A gentleman stops to offer some aid...
but my gratitude is all he'll be paid.
Show leg, bat my lashes, "I'll pop the hood!"
Check my face in the mirror "Yea, I look good."
I turn up the tunes and I wait and wait...
"Could you please hurry sir, I'm gonna be late."
"My engine is blown! What does that mean?"
This shameless flirtation is pretty obscene.
When maint'nence needs doin, then maint'nece be done...
It ain't women's work and you're helping me son!

P.S.

Shakespeare couldn't always justify a 10 beat so he hid an 11th, occasionally, and called it 'feminine'