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Yesterday I lost yet another coil pack. Goes into the dealer tomorrow for replacement as it seems replacements are in heavy demand right now and he has to order new ones in.
I decided to commemorate this with a short poem.
Bronzebird
Ode to COPS
Oh brave coil pack ready to light
the plug below you so gas will ignite
To start the crank turning and unleash that power
To propel my T-Bird many miles in an hour
It’s a tasty dish, but it sometimes goes sour.
Those coil packs are fragile things
When things go right, my engine sings.
But when the damn things decide to fail
Oh listen Lord, you can hear me wail
Why do they make these things so darn frail?
All was fine until one day in May
When the engine sputtered and spoiled my day.
No check engine light glowed but I knew it was a COP.
Quickly to the dealer as the tachometer begins to hop
For Ford engineering, this is a major flop!
One coil pack replaced and seven to go
The warranty’s extended so we saved some dough
But there’s another pack that’s sure to die
At some inappropriate time…anxiety is high
Oh damn, it sputtered again, I think I could cry.
So it’s back to the dealer for yet another new coil
As I sit in the waiting room my blood begins to boil
Is it excessive heat or too much moisture, I wish I knew
It seems the service folks don’t have much of a clue
Oh, what is a Thunderbird lover to do?
After the third new COP we’re back on the road
When the engine wheezes and hops like a toad.
Yep, it’s another coil pack biting the dust
Its hard to bear but bear it we must
If, for these cars we continue to lust.
I decided to commemorate this with a short poem.
Bronzebird
Ode to COPS
Oh brave coil pack ready to light
the plug below you so gas will ignite
To start the crank turning and unleash that power
To propel my T-Bird many miles in an hour
It’s a tasty dish, but it sometimes goes sour.
Those coil packs are fragile things
When things go right, my engine sings.
But when the damn things decide to fail
Oh listen Lord, you can hear me wail
Why do they make these things so darn frail?
All was fine until one day in May
When the engine sputtered and spoiled my day.
No check engine light glowed but I knew it was a COP.
Quickly to the dealer as the tachometer begins to hop
For Ford engineering, this is a major flop!
One coil pack replaced and seven to go
The warranty’s extended so we saved some dough
But there’s another pack that’s sure to die
At some inappropriate time…anxiety is high
Oh damn, it sputtered again, I think I could cry.
So it’s back to the dealer for yet another new coil
As I sit in the waiting room my blood begins to boil
Is it excessive heat or too much moisture, I wish I knew
It seems the service folks don’t have much of a clue
Oh, what is a Thunderbird lover to do?
After the third new COP we’re back on the road
When the engine wheezes and hops like a toad.
Yep, it’s another coil pack biting the dust
Its hard to bear but bear it we must
If, for these cars we continue to lust.
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