BARN BOARDS
The wind in these willows just blows and
the old barn-boards go flying. They leave
gap-toothed spaces in the structure that's
some day just going to topple. The contractor
guys, with money for eyes, come snooping
around to see what they can prize. Selling
these old boards is a treasure; get the tape and
start the measure.
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Lucre has a jargon all its own; where nothing
is sacred and values are made only by what
others want. The owl who lives in that topmost
loft of the Crenner Lane barn? That bird's in
trouble now.
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