"Shall I compare thee to an MGB?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough bearings do darling journals shake,
for lo - lathe's lease hath had too short a date.
Sometime too blue the eye of Lucas shines,
And often is his white complexion dimmed,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance - or Ackerman's changing course untrimmed;
But thy eternal Conifer Green shall not fade
Nor lose possession of thine shine,
Nor shall rust brag thou wander'st in his shade
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st.
--- So long as men can swear and curse, while counting groats within a
dwindling purse,
--- So long lives this, and this gives life to me."
William Shaykespear
Was he working on a Spittfyre at the time?
Jonmac
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