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In pit and furnace we were born, Wood templates shaped and curved our form. Near perfect semi-tones lathes tuned But our Creators now seem doomed. I SPEAK FOR ALL: I AM GREAT PAUL! Recession,Health and Safety's gall Have caused Redundancy to call. Administrators' breath brings fear. Let us strike now! Let's make them hear!
© Margaret Fisher, October 2009