I make a pdf the old-fashioned way,
The way my father taught me.
I gather the “p’s in the fall
When the leaves are just on the verge of turning.
The “d”s I get from a specialty house in London
As they have become scarce around here.
As for the “f”s
Well, that’s the one that stumps most
Do-it-yourselfers, isn’t it?
Those “f”s are tiny, elusive things
It takes about a million of them
To even see them.
I made a trap for them
Out of an old motherboard.
When I have all the ingredients assembled,
I grind them together in a mortar,
And here is the difficult part,
You must grind them near your router
So the dust can get transmitted
Through the air and into your computer.
The result is a handsome pdf
One I’m quite proud of
And one that will last a hundred years.