Somewhere in France
3 foot ruler
ACROSS THE LINE
ADVERSITY OF VANITY
AND ALL THAT THERE
AND NOW....A WORD FROM BRIAN
AN INOFFENSIVE MAN
ART OF LIFE
ASKING A QUESTION
AS WE CHOOSE
ATOMIC NUMBER (6}
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Started work at the bricklaying.
Okay thought i what do i need
Have to ask, hadn't a clue what
to do, anyway said to this guy
where do I get a ruler, already
had an old plum rulel, okay today
that's known as a spirit level, but
ah heck were was i. oh yeah looking
this ruler. Finally got one in a pawn
shop on the old lodge road. Little did
I think that the ruler would become as
obsolete as the road I bought it on.
Feet and inches on both sides, of the
ruler that is. 1962 hadn't heard of metric
perhaps decimals in school. Anyway the
dopey ruler was superseded by, wait for it
a blooming tape measure with only metric on it.
Most important tool in the game the ruler.
heck yes the tape as well. First thing you learn
is always measure down, when you're building up.
Had to finally admit the tape was handier, but
still the aul rule remains at home to this day.
both it and myself are obsolete, though
the intervening years between myself,
ruler and tape, are times to be cherished.
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