Grave Digger With Wounds and Co Digger

“Please, Sam stop!”
“Why? Stan, Nope”
“Yes, Sam Stop”
“And just mope?”
“Your shovel drop”
“You can’t cope?”
“Soon shall hop” 
“Means: no hope!”
“Means: You Look”
“A wound-Gosh!”
“Marks just took”
“All for dosh…”

“Now, I bleed”
“The grave feed
“Bad Grave - sure
“And wage poor,”

“Me God save”
“Every slave”
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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