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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!”


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