Poetry? for Saturday, Day 18 of Lent

So, here I am, getting ready for the daylight savings time shift, and realising once again I haven't posted my poem.  I was listening to Car Talk today, which is my favorite way to start a Saturday morning, and during their short intermission was this song.  Amused, I decided this would be today's "poem."  Here is a link to the video, and some lyrics to "Truck Got Stuck," by Corb Lund.




Truck Got Stuck

The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck

But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up

But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut,

Which eventually pulled out the Ford

With some difficulty

Well more rain than we’d seen for a thousand years

 Caused financial joys and biblical fears

It caused some smiles it caused some tears

But more to the point of our story

For The first time in the collective memory,

That old brown prairie that had been so dry for so long was very muddy

Boggy and sticky

We’d pull one truck out and get another stuck in

And motors would roar and tires would spin

We’d sink right down, down to the diff, and we’d all take turns and do it again

Till no one could move, we’d call one more friend,

Come on out here, we need you…bring your truck

The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck

But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up

But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut

Which eventually pulled out the Ford

And the Dodge

They got me stuck in the mud, so they couldn’t rehearse

And Chavase too has missed his work

Richie, he now fears the worst, he stood up his ex wife she called him a jerk

Course Holman didn’t have nothing better do to, ‘cept ranch.

The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck

But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up

But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut

Which eventually pulled out the Ford

Well it was truck after truck, we all got stuck

‘cept the big old four by hutterite truck

We all thought “lord are we in luck!”

But he wouldn’t come anywhere near us,

Mighty neighborly, mighty neighborly.

So we used a lot of our backs, a little of our brains

We jacked up the jacks, and snugged up the chains,

We all did our very best to refrain from shovelin.’

We put what timber we had, underneath the wheels

And we was all out of sand, but managed to steal

Two sacks of the best modern canola seed you ever did see,

That ‘oughta give us some traction

The Chev got stuck and the Ford got stuck

But the Chev unstuck when the Dodge showed up

But the Dodge got stuck in the tractor rut

Which eventually pulled out the Ford

We spilled genetically modified canola seed

That was genetically modified for controlling the weeds

And for big old yields and margarine oil, raised hell all over that native prairie soil

Agriculture Canada is definitely gonna be looking for us

Read more: CORB LUND - THE TRUCK GOT STUCK LYRICS http://www.metrolyrics.com/the-truck-got-stuck-lyrics-corb-lund.html#ixzz1omdgV23R
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Mind you, I'd never even heard of the song, nor the guys before today.  I can always rely on the Car Guys to broaden my poetic and lyrical horizons, as well as fix my car.  I do love a little NPR on the weekends~