This ground is too hard to break, it ruined a pick and spade, frozen and =
Solid as rock, my hands numb with the shock! I am prepared for the dirty =
Work, I've groveled for years in the bloody dirt, I have all the tools =
That I need, and now I admit my defeat! What will it take to cleave this =
Earth? Break this ground, it's got to break! What will it take to cleave =
This earth? I cannot wait 'til spring. My cargo is still half alive, =
They twine 'round eachother and cry, they beg me to finish the task, =
Will I inter them at last? I glare at the place I'd make a grave, I =
Carry the shame it would contain, thinking cannot rend a hole, too tired =
To stave off the cold.
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