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| March 1, 2007 A Hammering I Go by Brian Anderson, insurgent49 When I was young boy My father gave me his hammer He taught me to swing He taught me to hit He taught me how to nail And as he passed into memory I picked up his tool And I began to hammer Calluses grew and hardened skin did form But oh so many nails surrounded me And a-hammering I went Then one day This hammer I hold Grows heavy as I nail And nail and nail Until there are no nails left So I look again For a nail Until I find a wife Until I find a child Until I find a home And still I must work And then one day I have no home I have no child I have no wife Just nails and nails and nails Holding up these boards Blocking off the world That surround me. |
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