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Shopping Together

SHOPPING TOGETHER We went to the wood shop together To select for the job the right timber - Ooh, - laths, two-by-ones, maybe plywood ? She was unmoved - finished, unfinished, one-side-good ? Mmmm, - beech or oak or pine? See the fine line and polished shine ? She felt little emotion for my dowelling, Any more than paper towelling. She heard no timbre in struck timber, No note she could remember : It sent her to slumber To encumber her mind with lumber - It was all so much mumbo jumbo. Standing with arms akimbo No matter where she stood It was just wood, wood, wood, wood.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Date: 10/29/2010 5:15:00 PM
Thanks Syd for the comment on Sing BUT it took like 5 minutes to write and for me had very little substance LOL simplicity does not endear itself me. I mean I'm glad I feel like that but really who cares?// As to your write I LOVE wood! The smell of it the touch of it the hard softness of it, but we each have our own element, mind are earth, fire & wood!
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Date: 10/27/2010 9:05:00 PM
hahahaha. I LOVE this. It reminds me of myself in a horrid lumber store with hubbie, bored out of my mind. Or one of those HOme depot places Gag me with a spoon. a FAV for this clever piece. Luv, Andrea last line is priceless.
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Date: 10/27/2010 8:36:00 AM
What a tapestry of words you have spirraled with good humor in this write, Sydney.
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