Wednesday, May 17, 2017

The Local Hardware Store



When praise I wish to stoutly pour,
Twill be local hardware store.
They know my name and what I need
And get it with amazing speed.
No waiting round or getting lost
Or worrying about the cost.
They know just how a thing is made
And summers they serve lemonade.
Welcomed to just sit and yammer,
Looking for a ball peen-hammer.
A local merchant I can trust --
As wonderful as fresh sawdust.
No box store can this shop replace,
Where commerce is a welcome grace.

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