Guardian angel or Guardian luck

It was a saturday

The day after I'd started my new job

I was thrown in the deep end

Swim, boy, swim

They gave me a car 

And sent me off

To a client

To fix their damned

Machine

Everything rush rush

I climbed in the car

And sped off

The wind was turbulent

The car shook

And I turned too sharp

On an almost straight road

I tried to turn back

The wheels locked

And the car lunged

Into the bush

I turned again

And the car flipped

And bounced

About 3 times

And I was upside down

But barely injured

A tiny scrape

Guardian angel

Or Guardian luck

Who knows?

But the car;

Fucked

Write-off

Finito

Einde

Guardian angel

Or Guardian luck

I don't know

Needless to say

I didn't make it

To the client

© Dean R Boic 2015