Eight-line Poems 2

Mechanic's Lament

Mechanic’s Lament

Your car that once was trusty,
has become a thing so crusty,
combustion, once internal,
is something now infernal,
carburettors cough and sneeze,
transmission’s on the freeze,
the oil has gone all lumpy
and suspension’s something bumpy.


Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 02.19.25
Prompt: Auto Mechanic.