The home I live is for the uncertian time, even the city, for some peace of mind.

The promise for my peace of mind:

What ever I need for that

The required of what is asked

For that

So nerves turn well

Turn musical

As you must have gueesed my secret

You must know what is there

We share

Yet the required is my power

I am like an eight cilinder

With maintnence issues

Got wires and bolts and screws?