In the realm where dreams take form and rise, Stands a structure, reaching for the skies.
Its bones of steel, a framework strong and true, Scaffolding, a muse for me and you.
It weaves a tapestry in the open air, A scaffold's grace, a sight so rare.
Ascending heights where eagles dare to soar, It's the silent architect's open door.
A scaffold's dance, a ballet in the sun, Supporting dreams until the work is done.
Each beam and plank, a promise to the sky, That lofty dreams can learn to fly.
With metal arms outstretched in every way, It cradles craftsmen through night and day.
A sanctuary for those who dare to dream, A scaffold's embrace, a canvas supreme.
From humble beginnings, it does arise, A structure to reach for the endless skies.
A stairway to heaven, a ladder to the stars, Scaffolding, a testament to who we are.
So here's to the scaffold, strong and tall, A symbol of hope that stands for all.
In its embrace, we find our purpose clear, Building the future, banishing our fear.
In its steel arms, we rise and stand, Scaffolding, a masterpiece, crafted by hand.
A testament to human skill and grace, A scaffold's legacy, in time and space.
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