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    Eat My Words!

    By Steve Garrett

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    About this ebook

    Steve lives in Cardiff and writes poems for our challenging times. His writing covers some ‘big issues’, from global warming to relationships, with a humorous touch, aiming to entertain and intrigue.

    Steve’s wry observations of life and love are wary but not cynical – still hopeful, despite life’s many paradoxes and disappointments, and inspired by the belief that insightful words can help us know and appreciate each other better.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLulu.com
    Release dateJun 8, 2017
    ISBN9781326598075
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    Eat My Words!
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    Steve Garrett

    Steve Garrett has worked in the automotive and transmission industry for 40-plus years. As a service engineer and instructor for General Motors (GM) and the Automatic Transmission Rebuilders Association (ATRA), Steve is well-known in the automotive industry. He has authored industry books for GM, ATRA, and college textbook companies and has been a technical writer for multiple magazines. 

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