Old Pickup Truck

He wears his jacket at the doorsteps with a sigh

as his wife Jade comes running to say goodbye

he gives her a hug

takes his mug

and he drives his old pickup truck

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He sings his mother’s soothing serenade

as he sees his life all behind him fade

he prayed for Jade

and his antiques trade

it’s been a decade

since he got paid

But he’s happy in his old pickup truck

He sees a gas station on the highway

he pulls over to fill up at the pump

he hears a chug

in the engine’s plug

so he gets out of his old pickup truck

He kicks the car then opens the front hood

he swears at the day he saw this neighborhood

the truck is stuck

now, that’s bad luck

he decides to sleep in the damn pickup truck

The next day, he wakes up feeling dizzy

it’s a new day and he wants to get busy

there was a rotten duck

that the engine sucked

and it made the whole car smell pretty yuck

A homeless fart asks him for some change

so he tells him to smile once for a change

he pays a buck

to the geezer schmuck

then he rides his old pickup truck

He goes to work and finishes all alone
Feeling dead tired and sore to the bone
He’s finally home
To Jade he says shalom
He sleeps and dreams of the old pickup truck