Deck is old and trashed
Boards warped and gashed
Tried fresh paint last year
Termites wiggle and appear
Cost of lumber is sky high
Price alone made me cry
Looked for nails just a few
Price to high I’ll just use glue
Maybe I’ll buy some screws
Hell I think I’ll just buy booze
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I would like to translate this poem
I love that attitude of yours. My deck could use some sprucing up, but that's hard work, so I just sit on the front porch rocker.See how easy it is to solve problems?