An orphan opened an office in Ohio. Over the office rose an old oak. Over the oak soared an osprey often.
Orderly Otto ordered an old podium for his orations. On Monday he opened the box that was brought. "Old polish off, and bronze goes on," he thought. He worked and worked on it till the embossed top shone.
Done, he stopped for coffee.
On the top floor office old podiums got overhauled.