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I think of him when times are tough Up in the woods where life is rough, A steady smile and skill in hands To fix all troubles in this land. We go to him when we're in need Of his smile or fixing deed, But so much more than engine’s purr We get from Mick a heart that’s stirred. So on this day I thank you friend In this small way and with this end, That lots of future times will come When I can get a Mick Fix done! |