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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=357677" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mac</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In every little country place, all up and down the land,<br>From ageing cradles of the race to Never-Never Land <br>From the towns about the cities to the little towns out back,<br>There dwells a man of all trades; and he's mostly known as 'Mac.'<br>He's dwelt there since the Lord knows when and never seems to die;<br>And everybody, now and then, when his present job is thro' -<br>And twenty other little jobs that he has still to do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A plumbing job, a painting job, a bit of fence to mend;<br>They want him in a hurry; and he's everybody's friend.<br>Kettle-mending, carpentry, a bit of scrub to cut -<br>There's nothing comes amiss to him - a door that will not shut,<br>A safe that will not open, or a roof that hangs askew,<br>A plough to mend, a pump to tend - there's nothing he can't do.<br>He has never learned a single trade, yet somehow has the knack;<br>And, no matter what the trouble is, it's safe to send for 'Mac.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He never makes much money, yet he never seems to care,<br>Tho' a dozen jobs await him, he has heaps of time to spare -<br>A friendly yarn, a cup of tea, a piece of sage advice,<br>He's willing for them every day, and never counts the price<br>Of half an hour or half a day spent in a neighbor's need.<br>He sells his toil, but not his time. For what is time, indeed,<br>Save for a man to labor in just as he feels inclined?<br>So, if Smith's job amuses him, Brown's job can lag behind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In every little country place he's known, or once was known,<br>Ere the urge that men call Progress claimed the broad earth for its own,<br>When man found pride in labor and the cunning of his hand,<br>Nor set a price in money on the arts he could command.<br>And many a little country place with pride today can show<br>Some sturdy structure 'built by 'Mac' nigh fifty year ago.'<br>Oh, they jerry-built their palaces; but many a stout bush shack<br>Shall stand to honor workmanship of that proud workman, 'Mac.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a><div class=q>
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From ageing cradles of the race to Never-Never Land 
From the towns about the cities to the little towns out back,
There dwells a man of all trades; and he's mostly known as 'Mac.'
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