I take my spade
to dig the ground,
to graft the roots,
to ladle the soil,
to shovel the dung
to slice the turf
to tool God’s earth
to break up the clods
to cultivate the land
to poke
to prod
to turn over the clay
to earn my pittance
each working day.
But one other use it has
when I want to skive a bit,
as soon as the boss goes away,
I’ll lean on it.
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