Sunday, January 4, 2009

The Former Foreman's Story By Shel Silverstein Pg. 163

We had to demolish the Johnson’s old house.
I brought in the bulldozers, shovels, and cranes.
We tore off the shingles, we banged in the walls,
We knocked down the chimney, we tore up the drains,
We smashed in the windows, we ripped out the bell,
We cut down the rafters, we sawed up the floor,
We dug up the basement--then somebody yelled,
“Hey, the Johnsons don’t live there--they live next door.”
(Maybe that’s the reason I‘m not foreman anymore.)

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