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A Musical Carpenter
I met a man with a level head
Pounded red by the sun
Underneath which he hammers all day
With the speed of a woodpecker
And a jazzy, syncopated rhythm
Accompanied by his virtuoso whistling
That has given his lips vertical lines
Though he's only 19
And when he sleeps
He dreams of red cedar
With a grain that is perfectly straight
Measured twice and cut once
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