Selling Tires

Posted on March 22, 2011 | 2 Comments

Tire tread crotch smoothed again on his wayMichelin Man

You know the city will have to repave

Size eight sinkholes demands no delay

And they’ll expect the company to pay

 

Holes in the road will certainly mire

Lynch mobs could consider collars of fire

This isn’t the way you ought to sell tires

The Michelin man soon needs to be fired

© 2011 Michael Yost

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2 responses to “Selling Tires”

  1. Kim Nelson | March 22, 2011 at 10:01 AM | Reply

    I live in a fiscally-strapped city and our roads are mirrored here. Discount Tire is making a killing!

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    • booguloo | March 22, 2011 at 10:09 AM | Reply

      Growing up in Syracuse, NY roads never had a chance; snow and rain freezing in the smallest cracks and Bam new potholes before spring time. I can’t imagine running with low profiles tires and rims an time of the year in the Northeast. Thanks for the comment, and sorry about your pothole dilemma (in So Cal the people use the sand from the sandbags after the mudslides and flooding)….jk…

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