Juniper, Bois d'arc, Redbud, and Box Elder,
Oh, the sweet joy I feel when I've felled her.
Sycamore, Buckeye, Walnut and Pecan,
You look SO good at home spread out on the lawn.
Chestnut, Pistachio, or a nice ornamental,
My chainsaw's right here, but don't worry I'm gentle.
Cherry, Apricot, Ash and Salt Cedar,
I'll make sure you're safe, and covered in sealer.
Butternut, Hickory, Aspen and Willow,
Until it's your turn, right here you will mellow.
But some day, my sweets, your time will come.
You'll be on the bandsaw becoming a drum.
After much work and waiting it's time to begin.
On the lathe you will go to SPIN, SPIN, SPIN!!
What will you become? I alone can imagine.
A bowl, box, platter, or a beautiful pen?
You just may be gorgeous enough to become,
My newest, best vessel that's truly awesome.
Whatever it is, we both win no matter.
And don't worry, baby, no tear-out or chatter.
I'll cut you just perfect, and sand to perfection.
Then add a great finish for a flawless complexion.
Your destiny no longer will be to decay.
On the ground and forgotten, just rotting away.
A treasure you'll be, your new owner joyful.
Through a labor of love, I've made you immortal.
Oh, the sweet joy I feel when I've felled her.
Sycamore, Buckeye, Walnut and Pecan,
You look SO good at home spread out on the lawn.
Chestnut, Pistachio, or a nice ornamental,
My chainsaw's right here, but don't worry I'm gentle.
Cherry, Apricot, Ash and Salt Cedar,
I'll make sure you're safe, and covered in sealer.
Butternut, Hickory, Aspen and Willow,
Until it's your turn, right here you will mellow.
But some day, my sweets, your time will come.
You'll be on the bandsaw becoming a drum.
After much work and waiting it's time to begin.
On the lathe you will go to SPIN, SPIN, SPIN!!
What will you become? I alone can imagine.
A bowl, box, platter, or a beautiful pen?
You just may be gorgeous enough to become,
My newest, best vessel that's truly awesome.
Whatever it is, we both win no matter.
And don't worry, baby, no tear-out or chatter.
I'll cut you just perfect, and sand to perfection.
Then add a great finish for a flawless complexion.
Your destiny no longer will be to decay.
On the ground and forgotten, just rotting away.
A treasure you'll be, your new owner joyful.
Through a labor of love, I've made you immortal.
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