One More Lawn

It's Saturday, 5:42 PM. The mower won't start, the beer is warm, and nobody has cut this grass in weeks.An old man, an old mowerYou're not here to relax. You're here to get it done, your way. Hold the key until the engine finally coughs to life, light a cigarette, crack a can and reach over to switch on the radio strapped to the hood…