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ernest-welthagen
South African Moved to New Zealand from South Africa in 1997 enjoying the country and it's people
It’s eight pm and I am still at work Building machines, have I gone berserk ? No work on the camper in over a week A holiday at Easter is looking bleak My partner alone, at home, poor creature To remind her of me she has asked for a picture The boss has left he is going to dinner What about us? We are just getting thinner The team and I, we just ramble on The time we spend here, forever gone To finish on time, management is wishing As for some of us here, we would rather be fishing I think of the machine when I am supposed to be sleeping No proper drawings, the problems just heaping thoughts of steam valves and tangled pneumatics I think we are becoming machine fanatics Being motivated by irrational enthusiasm my brain is starting to go into spasm maybe there is light at the end of the tunnel or is it a a train heading towards us to pummel
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Mar 29, 2013
Mar 29, 2013 at 4:27 PM UTC
Machines
Come on down to your Fletcher’s Store It has all your needs to complete your chore Marshal has it all you see? Be it tools or p.p.e. Obtaining kit is not that hard If you have your induction card But without your little piece of plastic The treatment you get could well be drastic Other than that, a cost code will do That will prevent any further ado If Marshal is otherwise indisposed Help is near, it has been disclosed His faithful helper Spiderman Will always help you where he can On the PC he also goes Logged on as Marshal, I suppose But back to the master of the store He knows what’s behind every closed door What stock he has, he knows off hand spanners, raincoats , every little gland a special order or a request You can be sure, he’ll do his best He is a man of his word At toolboxes you may have heard Laying down the law, giving you grief Hoping to catch the lowly thief Spending time with him, I have found He is a rock, steadfast, morally sound And if at times you may need a friend Someone to listen, maybe an ear to bend Someone there, sound and steady You can count on Marshal Geddie. Ernest 28 July 2011 (VPT)
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Jul 28, 2011
Jul 28, 2011 at 10:49 PM UTC
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