Frowns grins and dinkiness

 The car broke down just as we entered town
Roads there were narrow and cluttered with old wrecks
How we got this far was some kind of miraccle
was it anger or madness that drove us forward

The welcoming gates of the mountain side village
clunky and rusted signs frumpy frumpy people
A man mixed from jack nicholson and robin williams emerged
He would be the local mechanic looking to take advantage

Smile and eyebrows raised making his intentions clear
Our car couldn't be fixed and would be simply torn apart 
So what we he give us for our scrap metal a smile or a joke
That won't sustain us for long

Long seedy weeds leaned in until we recognized them 
as those frumpy villagers
involving themselves in our private quandry
Jack williams frowned with his noose clutched

Then he flipped his face around becoming...
Robin Nicholson
tension breaking joke
Showing us the error and over seriousness

We kept on laughing 
Until the weeds became ashamed and walked away
The comedy has us roaring straight into the engine
Until it fired up completely

We would get out of here after all as it idled sarcastically.
My disciples hooked Jack williams up to the thick i.v flow
We leached him dry until pale nothings, getting every drop into the tank
Then we blasted up the old wreck again with cloddish guffaws