I was never good at sitting in neutral
If you know what I mean
When I say I'm no good at fixing people
I can only fix machines
Sweetheart, if you were only a machine
I could pull that faulty starter from your chest
Replace it with a new one
I'd give you the very best
If you were a machine
I could adjust your dimming light
Twist a little light bulb
And see that smile spark in your eyes
If you were a machine
I would have a manual to use
And not have to see your engine up on blocks
I could fix this, could fix you
I wouldn't stand here shaking
Hands coated in cold grease
I could fucking fix you
If you were a machine
A contest entry
- Love Is A Verb by SerenityNChains.
700 points, ended August 4, 2008, 25 entries
Honorable mention
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Comments
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This wins kudos on the cute and clever scale, and on using the word "fucking" in a suitable way that fits! Bravo and well done on this clever lil ditty.
Serenity
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