Spruce billets the top Maple the back, sides, and neck Thickness sanded the sides and sawn straight Bended the wood not too wet to break Joined the plates and carved for days And finally now it rings D sharp Just as it should Everything left is a month between me and my chocolate F-9 Until finally I can hear it sing The urge to rush is unbearable a disaster in waiting So patience and do this right Just as I should