Mr. Chips

He sits and carves his block of wood
Into a chosen form
With knives and picks and other tricks
To make its shape conform.

He cuts and scrapes and fondly shapes
With love in every line
And makes sure that his masterpiece
Is following his design.

What once was just a block of wood
Takes shape before your eyes
At last a finished work appears
His goals are satisfied.

He never lacks some company
To provide unneeded tips
For no one else can carve as well
As the talented Mr. Chips.

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