|A mechanic's life deals with unseen powers,
And Thomo' Burke's rusty old car had a soul
Of gremlin infested ill-will,
So Stumpy was wishing his wrench was a wand
When a passing cloud heard the curse and frowned,
For mortals are rude while gods are fey
And the cloud dropped a bolt from the blue.
If only he'd known, poor Stumpy was zapped with a branch
From a tree called Doom.