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Technical section Title 1 Dislocations & Quality Page Essense of Quality & Promotional Humour & Humour & SHE |
It's for Foundrymen CASTING DEFECTS?, MAY GOD BLESS. Two foundry stalwarts! Disgruntled over the affairs in their foundries, With fear and tears in their eyes, Where exchanging notes over the defects in their castings, that showed up uninvited, amidst absence of all greetings, again, and again, belieing all systems, and indulgings. Perturbed over Gas, Cavities, Scabs and blow Holes, The foundry stalwarts had no clues to cure, except that, either they took happenings while lying, Accusing each other for finding"none of their mis-doings' Or, update and try to comprehend their process systems, using 'quality and computer based' Foundry Expert systems. The pace of their (the foundry stalwarts) deliberations however, were none-the-less never cold and queer, Because all foundry operations exhortingly rear, Various defects, be them some, either cold or Hot Tear, Even if the poor Foundryman with no intentions to spare, left no stones unturned, to restrict defects to appear, But these defects: irrcorrigible scions of Devil, Have constant urge to turn our foundries into hell, Into them ruthlessly they crawl themselves in, And brink each faithful operation to sink, while ensuring that the quality systems, in their trails, are misled to follow no rules, and exigent them to fail. A bit split, he says "Don't weep!", warns one foundyman. This moisture will moisten my molds and cores will swell. The consumption of Alcohol is already very high. expeditiously used in buring the molding sand to dry, Or in keepng up the spirits of workers high. Thus each tiny conduct of ours may be vital, One tear of yours can have consequences so suicidal. So, some where tuned in the metal-tone no # 1: thus one Foundryman was seen consoling, the other one! sang! "Control your Temper and Supercool Brother" 'Plan to optimise your parameters, while you finish supper' though inclusions and Stress are harmful for your health, Inhomogeneities here have prohibited incoming of wealth. Well! the country's foundry scenario has remained tight, yet, closures of foundry's abroad made situation bright, So let's forget all 'defected' accumulations of Scrap, go & remelt it over; but before that plug all defect traps, Or, Dame Luck forbid, if some success is still wanting, "God BLess My Foundry" you must begin enchanting.
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