Treasure Island

Major Elazia


Mr. Carpenter


You are not a painter
So cut for them some timber
Make fourteen chairs and more beds,
Add some tables
And fix the labels of a summer fiesta in the air
It is time to go partying
So they say siesta
They shall soon be sleeping

Mr. Carpenter,
Cut more the timber
Take your time and drink some coffee
Make some coffin of fine timber
That coffin you have made,
Mr. Carpenter,
After the party
Will take them home to rest

Submitted: Thursday, August 22, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 23, 2013

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