There was a man that had a mansion;
On a hill above the lake.
He lives just down the road,
And through the wooden gate.

He wanted to build a dock of great proportions,
But the price would mess with his emotions.
He wanted pine, maple, and birches.
But hickory, was all he could purchase.

It was built from the shore to his front door.
The people of town would look at it unsure;
“A hickory deck or a dock?”
They couldn’t tell if it was either or