On Mon, 12 Jul 2004 22:37:15 +0100, "Owain"
strung together this:

Hey Makita you're my drill
In your little corner of the shed
You could drill through all my walls
And never need recharging all the day

Oh I saw you drill the wall
Ten of your torque settings all correct
With chuck that held the bit so firm
The chuck key a captive on the cord.

Oh Makita you'll know everything about my home
I’ll always know how good it feels to hold you
Makita I need you so
My Makita never wavers over any given line
Drilling ten long deep holes in a row
Oh yes, Makita you will always know

Oh how I always dream of thee
Do I ever count the big holes that you drill
When I coil your power wire
Makita so I count your bits are right

And if there comes a time
Guns and gates no longer hold me in
And if I'm free to make a choice
I'll buy a chop saw as your friend

Erm too much spare time Owain!
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SJW
A.C.S. Ltd