if i were a piece of furniture i would probably be a table
though my edges are coarse and the splinters would sting
i'm not much to look at and not the most comfortable
but i could very easily hold most all of your things
if i were a table i would most likely go unpolished
though a sealed satin finish would do me some good
if your friends had their way they would see me demolished
but you can appreciate all of my rough-hewn wood.
someday i might get a bit of sandpaper and stain
and show you just how stunning i can possibly be
i'll bring out my surprisingly uniform grain
and you'll wonder just what your world was without me
but for now i'm just a rough-cut accoutrement
that sits in your dining room waiting to earn your sentiment
Nov 17, 2012
Nov 17, 2012 at 11:31 AM UTC
if i were a piece of furniture i would probably be a table
though my edges are coarse and the splinters would sting
i'm not much to look at and not the most comfortable
but i could very easily hold most all of your things
if i were a table i would most likely go unpolished
though a sealed satin finish would do me some good
if your friends had their way they would see me demolished
but you can appreciate all of my rough-hewn wood.
someday i might get a bit of sandpaper and stain
and show you just how stunning i can possibly be
i'll bring out my surprisingly uniform grain
and you'll wonder just what your world was without me
but for now i'm just a rough-cut accoutrement
that sits in your dining room waiting to earn your sentiment
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