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bjrogg:
Fear not Old tree, for it's not your last day.
I'll take good care of you and store you away.
I'll peal your bark, seal your ends and your back.
I'll check you occasionally as you cure on my rack.
I'll study your curves and remove any flaws.
Some I'll except, if character allows.
I'll remove everything from you that isn't a bow.
Give you a string and in you life will again flow.
Bjrogg
Russ:
I like that one BJ!
Pat B:
Excellent, Guys. We used to do limericks around St Patrick's Day here on PA. Steve Parker(Hillbilly) was one of the best at limericks.
Hawkdancer:
Doesn't deal with bows, but harps and swords, by C.K. Chesterton. Paraphrased a bit
His harp was carved and cunning as the Celtic craftsman makes,
Graven all over with shapes like many twisted snakes,
His harp was carved and cunning, his sword was prompt and sharp!
He was happy and gay when he held the sword! Full sad when he held the harp!
For the great Geals of Ireland are the men that God made mad!
For all their wars are merry and all their songs are sad!
From the "Ballad of the White Horse"
The whole thing runs over 360 pages! Almost a book!
Hawkdancer
jeffp51:
you guys are better bowyers than you are poets >:D
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