A Lying Shade Tree Mechanic Who Stole Your Car. Poem by Michael Gale

That shade tree mechanic...
Don't worry, don't panic.
Did'st he look to be Hispanic? ...
No, no, no, he seemed more Islamic.
Why did you let him work on your car? ...
Did not you realize just about how far he would go with your car?
It did run real good....
All he did was look under that hood.
I guess you really misunderstood...
When'st did he upscounce with thy car?
Merely for a test drive and had he not to return...
Boy, did you ever get stung!
Boy, did you ever come to burn...
Have at ease of mind for ye did finally to learn.