Dennis, you've got to go.
I don't know who you are
or where you came from.
All I know is that you have to go.
Your name inscribed on my work surface
is detracting from the beauty of the wood.
I can put up with the knife cuts.
And the ancientosity of the wood.
But your name has to go.
It doesn't fit in here.
So I'm sandpapering you away.