I wrote this after cutting myself on a plane blade that jumped out of a wooden plane due to a poorly set wedge (my fault). Only a minor injury requiring no more than a band-aid to remedy.With the planes I played
My love never swayed
‘Til I took the pass
That was my last
For out popped the blade
My right hand filleted
And now of the blade
Ever-sharp, I am afraid.
My love never swayed
‘Til I took the pass
That was my last
For out popped the blade
My right hand filleted
And now of the blade
Ever-sharp, I am afraid.