|The trouble with
nuts is, theyre very elusive.
But, dont take my word as
Its just that, it seems, though,
whenever they're freed
they scatter and hide - which is not what
the case of a Doctor, I knew.
Took his car for a spin (and to pose
in it, too).
A well-mannered man - but you wouldnt
if you heard how he swore when his wheel
caught a flat!
Having pulled off
the road, in the next parking bay,
he set about changing the wheel straight
But then, (here's the rub),
with the wheelnuts unscrewed,
the little sods, always are keen to elude!
When placed on the
ground, they were off, down a drain
- rolled into a gulley and not seen again.
The Doc (unaware) carried on with his
until he returned to attach them once
Scratching his head
at the challenge, anew
(and feeling so lost as to what, next to
he was glad of a voice as it called out,
You look unhappy, mate. Whats
on your mind?
From over a wall,
there appeared a kind face,
so the doctor explained his dilemma, at
Simmer down!, smiled the man.
Theres no need to be stressed.
Theres always solutions, or bodge-its,
From what I can
tell (from yer nuts) youve lost
Yet, what you forget is, you still have
Theres four nuts a-piece on the
other three wheels.
So,tell me if, maybe this action appeals.
Take a nut off each
wheel and theyll still be okay.
Put those nuts on the fourth; you can be
on your way.
Well, thanks, said the Doctor,
you clever young man!.
For thinking of such an ingenious plan.
A sign (it was more
like a board if you will )
informed of a Home for the Mentally
This cannot mean you. cried
the Doc. Not at all !
So, why are you stood on that side of the
laughed the man. They're all nutters
They think I'm one too; I'm imprisoned ,
Thats tragic, the
Doctor replied, with a sigh.
Youve proved with your plan,
you are smarter than I !
Im a famous
psychiatrist; I can give aid.
Ill phone them tomorrow, so
dont be dismayed.
I'm sure, when they hear what I'm going
youll be out of that place by the
end of the day.
Thank you. I
now know how Wonderful feels!
Cried the man as the Doctor was sorting,
Then, (starting his car) the Doc thanked
him, once more
for solving his problems, with nuts, (and
Waving goodbye, he
set off back to base,
when a flung half -a- brick,
smashed the side of his face.
Bloodied and dazed,; cursing Sonofabitch!,
he flipped the car over and into a ditch.
bruised, the Doc dragged himself free.
As the fuel tank exploded, he glanced up
the grinning man, shouting from over the
You wont forget, will you, to
give them a call?