shovel

Posted on January 30, 2016 by tobias taoh
SHOVEL
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Take the golden shovel
To search the high and low
All gold and silver ware
Much more gain to the tow.
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Ne’er take the dreaded shovel
To curse the land and thee
For in the so of doing
No wares for you, nor me.
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Words lift as the shovel
Spirits of youth and men
Gain the wise sully the proud
Soul destined peace the tend.
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author, contemplative art reveal, geochemistry, research associate, poet, theoscience
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