Dexterity Brimmed
I dug out the
big pieces of
black soil of
my choice,
Crumbled them
in a tank,
removed the
humus and
pebbles;
Then the soil's
soaked and
kneaded 'to
paste I placed
On my wheel
and moulded
all 'ese various-
shaped
vessels!
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