Inspired of a picture showing a builders helmet, a pair of working gloves and a bottle of coca-cola on top of a cubicmeter or 2 of newly cast concrete, I wrote this limerick.

The danger of daydreaming..

He was having a rest, Bob at last,
but he's now just "a man of the past".
If you DO need a rest,
then I think it is best
if you didn't sit down - where they cast!

Poetry by Nordigarden
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Written on 2006-11-10 at 11:33

Tags Concrete  Casting  Man 

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