Big Sixx

I earned my keep working hard.
Delivering packages every day.
Making the familiar sound all know.
When the UPS truck is not far away.

It came time to yank me out.
I have lived a rough life.
My blood is so dirty and thick.
He had to cut it out with a knife.

I’m going in his new hot rod.
But I must be rebuilt first.
All my parts need replacing.
My life right now is at its worst. 

I was always hidden in the truck.
No one ever wanted to see me.
Now, will run great and look good.
Like I was always meant to be.

I took a hot bath in a machine shop.
He cleaned every hole and galley.
I’ve been bored .030 over.
Honed every hole in my lifter valley.

My head is back together now.
All new valves, springs, and keepers.
He could've paid someone to do this.
But he learned and it was much cheaper.

I hear the hot rod will be light.
My power will be more than enough.
I am a big block Ford straight six.
And I was built strong and tough.

He even gave me a name.
U.P.S. tossed me among the sticks.
I will soon get to show the world,
how tough I am, my name is Big Sixx.