by Barrett Faneuf - Seattle, Washington - USA
Requiem for anding
Here lies a sorry fool boat builder, Hearken to the thought that killed her: The fillet sanding’s end grew nigh And she heaved a grateful sigh, That the worst work now was done And soon she’d quit and have some fun. This realization laid her low: “The whole outside is yet to go!”
Here lies a sorry fool boat builder, Hearken to the thought that killed her:
The fillet sanding’s end grew nigh And she heaved a grateful sigh,
That the worst work now was done And soon she’d quit and have some fun.
This realization laid her low: “The whole outside is yet to go!”
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