Pass the pen there Billy Bob, I`ll write us up a song.
Or perhaps I`ll pen a sonnet, if the melody sits all wrong.
Hand me down a crayon, and I`ll draw a mighty oak.
`Cause of all my brother Masons, I`m the quickest with a joke.
Catch me in the right light, you`ll see my shapes shaped to please.
And if I shank my trousers down, I`m hung just above the knees.
You may have difficulty catchin` breath, when you hear my weighty name.
I`m the one that told you, told you so, they calls me Puddin` Taine.
Now step on up to dance the dance, and touch the hand that heals.
Like the tallest hog on Wall street, I`m a wheelin` all the deals.
They`ll carve my face in marble, they`ll etch my name in stone.
They`ll paint my noble portrait, and historify my home.
You may have difficulty catchin` breath, when you hear my weighty name.
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