Sunday, September 22, 2019

The Saw

I bought me a saw at the second hand store
It cost me two bucks; wouldn’t pay no more

The handle is weathered and the horns are busted
The blade ain’t straight and it’s pretty well rusted

There’s a disk on the handle with a little brass seagull
Oops! My bad, it looks more like an eagle

The teeth are dull; some are big and some small
From their looks they were set with a splitting maul

There’s a thing near the end that a feller called a nib
He could be right, or he coulda told a fib

Don’t worry if you’re thinking that my saw sounds inferior
The storekeeper told me that it’s warranted superior

                                                       - Bob Summerfield

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