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The attraction of the construction worker

Worship the scaffolder he has an art
It is a skill that sets him apart
The construction of a safe platform
From which to engineer building reform
Every job has got it's worth
Even dealing with rubble and dirt
Providing major industry
For constructions till eternity
Solid build, eighteenth century
lasted longer than you or me
And don't forget the builders bum
The wolf whistle whilst he has his fun
Tiling your roof and grouting your ceiling
Making the room so white and appealing
Why is it that well bred ladies
Choose the builder to give them babies?
Whilst white collar husband is out for the day
Construction workers are making hay

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I know all about construction me, blinking dangerous places...but the nobleness of a manual worker. Well, that's something else. did you know, high born Roman gentry women, often paid Gladiators to have sex before their final shows? The idea was that their 'genes' were very masculine and 'healthy' and they'd basically be a good shag!

Good job my chap is very handy around the house :)))))

Ells x

Being a builder myself I can't find much false in this poem lol. Kind of reminds me of my poem "CLEAVAGE" lol...........stan

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