Spelunker
Adventures in the underground
did that grow up or down
Light on my head starring into the dark
what a funny word to be called as I imbark
Could it be because I tread water and guano up to my knees
or the sound I would make if I took a wrong step aiiee
Like an aztec two steps which way do I go
looking across the vast pothole
As I am pitching and squeezing back to the top
I am know speleologist but has any one seen the cave cop
I can see the light of day from this cavern
maybe next time let's just talk about it at the tavern
For I am filthy and dirty but not the word
maybe only to a caver if you have not heard
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2011
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