If I saw a wood boat afloat
Upon the sea,
Would what I see possibly be
The wood I cut from a tree?
For when I saw a tree
I would like to think I see,
What the wood I saw
Could be.
If all I saw in wood from a tree
Was all I saw that there was to see,
Would what I did saw
Be the wood that I now see?
And if the wood I once did saw
Was indeed made into that ship on the sea,
Would it even be possible to know that here what I see
Is the wood once sawed by me?
All I here would dare to share is:
I see what I saw, and I saw what I see,
And therefore the wood I do saw could one day be
The boat I may see, afloat upon the sea.
See?
The wood you saw and the wood you see, in the boat you saw floating on the sea could very well be the wood that is under me! I put down the rum when I saw where you were going with this one. Loved it!
Here, a year ago, I said 'My head is spinning'. Today I saw that Kim Barney was made dizzy. Some other minds, this poem has been winning, like Henry Ford's 1915 'Tin Lizzie'..
You're making me dizzy, my friend! Wood you pleas get me off of this sea saw?
I saw! What I saw was a very fun-filled play on words. I wish everyone WOOD read this!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The ultimate play on words I think I have ever read. What a wonderful outlook you must have on the world Smokey. This is one of those pieces that you give your friend two maybe three bottles of beer. Then film his reactions to it, i guarantee it would make wonderful viewing. Keep up the great work Smoky. Craig.