Poem -

not the only tool in the box

not the only tool in the box

I have a scary  tool box
it's full of ladies tools
a wrench to apply torques
when negotiating fools
a superficial   grinder 
for streamlining the flow
of narcissistic banter 
of tolerance  zero
spirit level indicator
to gauge ambience
 common denominator
its mainly common sense,
and a claw hammer
 lever as I think fit
with  tacky situations
and  planks that are thick
it's my coping saw
that metres out the cut
the angle I implore
is not down to luck
measure and calibrate
it's not by approximation
nor luck nor ill fate
it's all  His specification
whatever  I  may screw
its never irreversible.
 a posidrive  attitude or two
will make it  universal
we all know the drill
we all know the spin
a vibrating thrill
before it caves in...
clamped in my vise grip
cross threaded little jercks
squished from tail to lip
no  spanner in the works.
I have the right equipment
I have the gist to apply
but sending out a shipment
it's a tradeswoman's goodbye
Philips , Stanley, Joe Bloggs
 best keep your hard hat on
I've thrown in all the togs
and gone for a Snap - On

 

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Christopher Correia

clever and creative, pauline, and a ton o fun to read, good selection of 'hand' tools, didn't notice any power tools though, a cordless reciprocating saw, duct tape  a chop saw and a working flashlight, should be in every tool box, a renovator's best friend, just saying....love this write, great humor as well, rock on, poet

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pauline codd

thank Christopher....I find it funny how words change camps..it's fun mixing them up...renovating..them and giving them a lick of paint..I'm encouraged..thanks

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pauline codd

jig saw...that would have been a good one..damn

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