Sum of Plight
Ire of the sun
That burns my back
Out on the field
While I till my deal,
Paying due my contract
In upsetting the sum.
The eye of the sun
Photo-sin-the-sizing the grass.
Who was I to eat green,
The synthetic crop yield?
Still weeding mature grass
To add up my pathetic yield!!!
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