Here's the contest!

For the love of my Busse knife,
I would gladly give up my life,
Through thick and thin,
With the Busse I've been,
For me there's no other knife.
 
Around the world I have been,
No knife like this have I seen,
This Busse knife makes my heart,
Jump with a start,
Its without a doubt a cutlery queen.

 
A Busse blade,
Is so perfectly made,
The magic of INFI steel,
Is so unreal,
There is nothing more that can be said.
 
A lovely shape with beautiful grinds,
On a Busse knife thats all you will find,
A shapely handle to hold,
Until I grow to old,
It the best knife there is in my mind.
 
Ever been to Cow-town Ahia?
There's people who think we're just hicks
I started out with one Busse
And dang son, now I got six.

(intentional grammar twists..)



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Run and you only die tired....
The art of being wise is knowing what to overlook.
Take the Test...
 
I know my baby loves me
there's a reason she's my wife
'Cause no matter what kind of a doof I am
She'd still buy me a Busse knife.

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Run and you only die tired....
The art of being wise is knowing what to overlook.
Take the Test...
 
Busse Valentine Poem

On Decision-making: a Rule for Life:

To make your work a Pleasure,
Requires good quality;
A knife should be that Treasure,
A work-horse for all to see.

Since other blades get rusty,
And some get used and busted;
No problems with the BUSSE,
His finest is the trusted.

Take sound advice, knife-brothers,
Heed wisdom when she bades;
Let not price decide your druthers,
Settle not for lesser blades.

Apply this rule in each thing:
“ONLY settle for the BEST;”
Let the true performance ring,
BUSSE passes every TEST.

As in love, so as in life,
Don’t look to outward show;
Think of purpose in a knife,
Then which vote to cast you’ll know.

Lust not for gals cuz busty,
Or you WON’T be doing fine;
Better a faithful BUSSE,
For this year’s Valentine!

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{In editing, i changed nothing but the first paragraph to the second, & vice-versa: i had'm out of order: sorry!
And where'd that signature go...?
"Percival... I never knew how empty was my soul until it was filled." Arthur the King after partaking of the Grail. }
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[This message has been edited by Climber (edited 02-19-2001).]
 
You're never quite sure when you'll need it
With a Busse though you know you can't beat it.
You know it will be there,
and can shave off your hair,
And when stuffed bears attack, make 'em eat it.

(sorry for the violent undertones...)

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Run and you only die tired....
The art of being wise is knowing what to overlook.
Take the Test...
 
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