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We affectionately call our Ford E150 van the Millennium Falcon. It rattles and has all sorts of road noise, and purrs like a Wookie at times.
Burr Patch with the Millennium Falcon
In a burr patch,
Millennium Falcon lost half of rotating propulsion system,
Needed a Wookie and some droids,
To repair propulsive drive.
In a burr patch,
East of Bridgeport,
Tire torn beyond repair,
Jack up the van.
Move it out of burr patch,
To the middle of a side road,
Unstable on the jack,
Wobbly but back on track.
About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.
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