The Bane of My Existence: An Ode to the Dirt Farmer (Patreon)

    Near my place there is a dirt farm

Dirt farmers come and go

They shovel on and shovel off

Dirt flying to and fro

     From  five am 'till after six 

they clunk and bang, clack and BOOM!

The racket rattles everything

Even deep inside my room

     I work six days and sometimes seven

And often until ten

Finding time to record is tricky

Much to my chagrin

     Uncanny's written, ready to go

This morning I had free

Last night I thought, I'll be on time!

I went to bed giddy

    When I woke I heard the tell-tell noise

The Dirt Farmers out in force

I queried one: How long will this take?

His answer: All day, of course!

      Until I find some peace to record

This video I'll share

Watch it only if you're very brave

Watch it only if you dare

     It shows the life of real Dirt Farmers

Their clacks, their bangs, their booms

Me? I am going into work early

where I'll dream of sound proof rooms

XOXO, 

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