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Flowers left for Charles Parker
As an owner of 2 Charles Parker vises, I have done some research on them and stumbled upon this poem, which I thought would be nice for this site. My name is Parker: I won't turn away what's told of me I'm old, I'm scarred, just like thee I've been forgotten in the past Brought back to do, what I do best Upon my brow, the arant blows Still I held, Still I hold The sting of hits, the heat of fire I still sit square, I'll never tire I've been cursed, I've been praised I wait each evening, for every day Only one thing that I shall ask Please, from where you found me Never put me back
- carl webb
 Added: Apr. 3, 2010

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