A grease monkey takes on a writing job.
|I have no experience, but I will do my best at this job.
I am no slob, but I do eat corn on the cob!
I have to write verses for, In The Hall greeting cards,
and I have not done this before so it might be kinda hard,
(but I am game to write away.)
So I sit at this desk with a pen in my hand
and I will tell you, it is very grand!
Okay, back to work at this new job where I get paid;
I haven’t been in this field before, so, I might be staid
at times, unless I get up and jump around, listening
with my head cocked to any sound!
All right, birthday is my first greeting card assignment;
(Shakespeare, move on over!)
Happy Birthday to you!
It is your birthday today,
so make do,
and put on your blue suede shoes!
You are a lucky "sole!"
What is my next card assignment?
Oh yeah, an anniversary card:
Happy Anniversary, you two!
I hope you two make do!
How have the years been to you?
My, time flies, doesn’t it?
Have a nice anniversary.
I like this new job, sitting here using my brain
instead of getting grease all over myself in the grease pit;
Valvoline Speedy Lube was where I used to be,
but now I’m here writing these greeting cards…
or should I pun, Greasing Cards—Oh c’mon now;
that’s right, a new greeting card: read…
Time for a lube job, get yourself greased
and I’ll compare thee to a summer’s day,
while your groaning is increased!
Heck, I haven’t done this before;
I trust it does not show.
Get well today, I heard you were sick.
Watch out for the thermometer, don’t take a lick.
(Oh, those things are very thin…
and you don’t know where they’ve been.)
Writer’s Cramp Winner