Modern car maintenance no longer has a place for an old friend now hanging neglected on my garage wall.
My grease gun is redundant.
My car is nipple-free,
Its steering joints all sealed-for-life –
Vorsprung durch Technik, see?
Technology moves forwards
Like many things in life;
But now that cars lack nipples,
My grease-gun’s sealed-for-life.
The cars it greased in distant years
Have long since passed away.
A faithful servant, now retired,
This dog has had his day.
I’d like to give it one last squeeze,
And yet it cannot be.
My grease gun’s slowly sinking