Not a Joke but a poem about this Giveaway Charlie! Man, each time I see a giveaway, I often say no thanks because I am so very lucky to have such good friends who have been so generous, this time I would like to see if I can enter please Charlie, but if I were to win, would like my friend Paul Hilborn to receive this outstanding knife, Paul's generosity is incredible and he has looked after so so many on the porch and outside of it.
Paul now is recovering from Major surgery on his Knee and I know for a fact this Knife would lift him through the roof - which he deserves, as do so many others here - so good luck everyone!
So instead of a Joke, I thought of this Poem.....
Charlies Giveaway:
Sitting on my porch while Whittling today, I just happened to spy this incredible giveaway
Although this Knife I truly would love, to have it passed on would score points from above
My Knife's Wharncliffe Blade with Swage to the point, Walk and Talk so smooth with fresh oil in the Joint
Each slice I make deep into the Wood, the Blades edge slices with ease, just as it should
One slip with that Blade and it reveals that Crimson Red Flow, it adds to the scars from times long ago
With the Knife users curse I stem the flow with a plaster, and make sure this time The Knife obeys it's Master
When finished I lay down that small Wooden Toy, and hope that my wee Grandson plays with it with so fun and so much Joy
Speaking of Joy when my Friend first holds Charlie's Knife, these will be the times that are great in a Knife Lovers Life.
Knife Joke sure to emit a Groan that I mixed up with a internet search...
person 1: "My Knife's better than me'
person 2: "How can your Knife be better than you?"
Person 1: "Because I am living Life on the edge but my life has no point.