Bitsy little Opinel, my implement of faith
you accompany me around the house, it's every single place.
Bitsy little Opinel, in your home of solid wood.
You've helped me scrape off fishy scales when I'm preparing food.
Bitsy little Opinel, you helped me turn a screw -
when a driver wasn't handy, I relied on little you!
Bitsy little Opinel, you cut that carpet fine.....
which tucked along the skirting edge in adequate design.
Bitsy little opinel, you're ready at the hilt -
you nip off garden buds and things that either stick or wilt.
Bitsy little Opinel, your blade is ready fast.
You cut the twine with steady ease - man's strength you did surpass!
Bitsy little Opinel, what a nifty blade you've got.
You sliced the bag, I sowed the seeds - in terracotta pots!
Bitsy little Opinel, what about those leather shoes?
You quickly pierced a new hole, now the straps no longer loose!
Bitsy Little Opinel, oh how you master slits -
and sharpen wood and leave behind cute curly shaven bits!
Bitsy Little Opinel- my saviour of the view -
who doth need a handyman when I've got little you?
Bitsy little Opinel - in your wooden home of beech
I'll treasure you forever more...Dieu vous bénisse.
Bitsy little Opinel - I could big you up all day -
but blades have to recuperate once grime is wiped away.
Oh, Bitsy little Opinel - whom I love through and through......
there'll never be an Opinel of ever losing you!
Written from this week's prompt at Willows......magpietales.blogspot.com