Birthday Song

Tom Watson · 2003-09-03T22:41:47+00:00

In 1950 I was bornSeptember Third in Early MornWithout a ShopNor yet a ToolWithout no CAD I drew in DroolWith Lincoln Logs I built my FirstConstruction ProjectWhat is WorseIs that I haven't gotten so muchBetterI grew up both strong and tallWell, tall is trueBut strong is notBut my good friends won't hold me to the letterI turned into a CarpenterAnd studied much GeometryTo cut my roof sticks up you seeAnd make them fit just rightBut that old thing just got so oldAnd I grew tired of the coldAnd of the heat and rain That told meGet yerself a ShopThe Shop is my Familiar PlaceWith all my Tools inside this SpaceI can forget the Old Rat RaceAnd bring it to a StopMy Son plays now with Lincoln LogsI have a Wife and Kids and DogsI've no ComplaintsIt seems just RightThus ends my taleThis Birthday NightRegards, Tom.Thomas J. Watson-CabinetmakerGulph Mills, Pennsylvania

Birthday Song

Sep 03, 2003 22 Replies

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Ward Cleaver 22 years ago

I'm a newbie here but have lurked awhile. I enjoy all your very thoughtfull writings. Many happy birthdays to you and enjoy yourself this day.

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Larry Jaques 22 years ago

On Thu, 04 Sep 2003 21:33:47 GMT, "Jim Mc Namara" pixelated:

Thank Bog for that!

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Charlie Self 22 years ago

Yes. Not much, but some.

Charlie Self

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