It was early as the would-be apprentice nervously heaved open the door to the Blacksmith's workshop.
Inside he found the Backsmith sweating over a mighty anvil as he hammered the glowing steel in the light of the furnace.
The Blacksmith, sensing his presence, doused the steel in a tub of water, downed his hammer and scrutinised the youth.
'So', he began, 'have you ever shoed a horse before sonny?'
To which the youth replied
'No, but I've told a dog to f**k off'
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