Esquire S in dire financial need at high speed
Acquires spires of wires thick and thin
Gleaned from barbed wire from a fence feed
Stolen like wind pollen making no din
Until the wire weeps tears between his hammer
And anvil where the wire is panel beaten
Flat and straight. Esquire S and crew stammer
The hapless wire into a car chassis then
A pair of eyes dart from a Prius car
Where they imitate every part from headlight,
Beam, windscreen, bonnet, boot, bar
Door, roof, suspension, indicator light
Steering wheel, steering rack, front seat
Back seat, to the dashboard. Prius is a feat.
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