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Duggan. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Working on a hot day
The day is hot, so very hot
But me I have to say ‘so what’
For there’s a job, that I must do
It is no laugh, I’m telling you
I have to prune those blessed tree
It be D day, oh, woe is me
I psyche myself to do this chore
It must be done, I moan no more
I take the saw, and out I go
Just wishing that a breeze will blow
And lower the temperature a mite
This surely would give me delight
I get stuck into this hard work
I’m not the type to try to shirk
In five hours, time I’ve finished it
Though I’m perspiring quite a bit
Then out it comes, an ice cold beer
It touches my throat cool and clear
I tell you ‘hey that beer was nice’
It touched my stomach just like ice
Then I drank another two
Or three of four, oh, quite a few!
As I sat there in the garden chair
Without me not one single care.
22 February 2014 @ 1452hrs.