I'm writin more these last few days I am letting it sit and rewriting it at lease a couple stories that I have e-mailed to some of you. I am getting ready to start on carving a naked lady that I will cast and hopefull use them for a three legged table. I could use a model or two. here is poem that I wrote for another woodworking friend she is a turner. mostly Bowls and goblets the ocasional vessel
Nothing beats hard morning wood
So turn me on and make me spin Oh the fun it will begin Fun like this is such a sin. Nothing beats hard morning wood My grain is long Straight and strong You sing a song or hum along Nothing beats hard morning wood Scrape my curlies so gently now Show me that you know how. Your starting to sweat you wipe you brow Nothing beats hard morning wood Your eyes twinkle it feels so good Working the tool as only you could Go a little further I think you should Nothing beats hard morning wood Now you spinning me fast Please make it last. I am so smooth just like glass Nothing beats hard morning wood My shape is fine I start to pine I look so fine yes every line Don’t hesitate there is plenty of time Nothing beats hard morning wood Cover me in some oil Your pulse starts to boil This is fun, not labor, not toil Nothing beats hard morning wood Please don’t stop Till you make me pop Clean me up every last drop Nothing beats hard morning wood. Now hold me up high As you watch me dry I’m all finished it ends with a sigh Nothing beats hard morning wood. Enjoy and please let me know what you think be it good or bad. you can e-mail me here osmic52737@mypacks.net
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