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Ode to a Corded Drill by Tom Watson. Copied from:
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Ode to a Corded Drill
Of cordless drills I've got a few
'Bout five they are in number
They've chased their corded brethren out
To rusted dusty slumber
But came this morn I had a task
'Twas not within their compass
I'd fifty two inch holes to drill
This called for much more whoopass
So to their box I guilty stole
Flung up the shrieking lid
They lay inside though long denied
And in their coffin hid
Their tails were coiled 'round them tight
Their copper windings glistened
I saw they hungered for the light
Like babes just newly christened
I held one high against the sky
To read the ancient runes
'Milwaukee' read the word inscribed
Not seen for many moons
His tail was cracked and poorly patched
His body caked in grime
But 'twas a smile on his chuck
He knew it was his time
The old dog didn't ask for much
A dusting and some oil
He sighed at my familiar touch
He'd never known but toil
The shank of that great two inch bit
He took into his maw
I plugged him in and saw him grin
Those cordless watched in awe
As Old Milwaukee cut his holes
With wild electric glee
On and on with guts and brawn
So happy to be free
He never asked for quarter nay
Nor quarter was he givin'
He sang in that great light of day
Till all the holes he'd riven
And all too soon his task was done
His body warmed with labor
I laid him soft upon the bench
A moment one should savor
He'd labored well and I won't dwell
Upon his cordless brothers
Who hid their heads while he did work
T'would make them call their mothers
I won't give up my cordless drills
They've got their time and place
But so do drills with tails my friend
And so they need a space
Not locked away from light of day
In never ending darkness
But out in God's good working light
And ready for the harness
So now my ode is done my friends
I'll tell you what I've learned
Not soon again will that old drill
Have cause to feel he's spurned
Regards, Tom
Thomas J. Watson - Cabinetmaker
Gulph Mills, Pennsylvania
www.tjwcabinetmaker.com