Mr. Cabinetmaker
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My
joints were exposed, they were so course.
I was
wasted and board, you kicked back like a saw horse.
You
straightened me out when I was so warped.
You
figured my life might be cut short.
Mr. Cabinetmaker
Wood you come and let me plane you down.
Mr. Cabinetmaker
Saw you a bit, but now you’re knot a round.
You got, it awl,
You watch the tree fall.
You cut me up,
You were so smooth,
so why did
you leave me so rough.
You screwed, I’m unglued,
What kind of tools did you use?
You finished, I’m stained
Now you never call,
you nailed
me to the wall.
I was
left of the blade, you were my vise.
Was on
the drop end, you measured me twice.
Laid me out
on the bench, and sanded me smooth.
I was
riding the fence, you were routing my groove.