Best Steeplejack Poems
Today I met a steeplejack
By chance, while on the street.
In New York City, that’s not someone
You are like to meet.
His van announced his occupation
So I stopped to ask
Exactly what might be a simple
Steeplejacking task.
“We’re tradesmen who do lots of things,
Especially on high –
Repairing spires and steeples;
I’m a jack-of-all-trades guy.”
I thanked him for explaining
And the knowledge I did reap.
Who knows? Perhaps tomorrow
I will meet a chimney sweep!
No jack-of-all-trades
but master of one
it's safe to say
the combination spun
Jack was a safecracker
had it down pat
and a crackerjack
cracksman he was at that
not a people person
he'd sneak down halls
more a steeplejack
and shinny up walls
jimmy a window
then with stealth
jewels unload
remove the wealth
crack the code
find the fault
turn the tumblers
open the vault
locks he'd smash
break the bank
relieve the loot
of locked stashed cash