I went to the lumber store,
To buy myself a two-by-four,
Found a piece of fresh cut pine,
Tied it to my car with twine.
When I got home, did twine untie,
For the first time, then did spy,
I'd bought a piece of knotty pine,
Now I'm knot one whose prone to whine,
But knotty pine, it just don't work,
You might think is just a quirk,
I drove back to lumber store,
Said I want this pine no more,
May I have my money back,
And put this board back in wood stack?
The clerk replied, it's your tough luck,
With knotty pine, you now are stuck,
Out problem, you should have looked,
Before you bought, your goose is cooked.
Cooked goose I yelled, you stupid clerk,
I'm knot a chef, you ignorant jerk.
Was kicked out of the lumber store,
So home I went with two-by-four.
I guess I'll keep my knotty pine,
It did no good to fuss and whine,
While maybe knot best wood I've had,
My knotty pine, it's knot so bad,
[This message has been edited by Mike (edited 04-16-2000).]