Say you found a map hidden
Under the innersole
Of a hiker’s boot way out
There in the middle
Of the wide, open spaces
And you can’t see hide
Nor hair of the hunter,
While only a stone’s throw
Away from the boot the map leads you
To the jawbone of a dodo
And the blunderbuss of an ass—
What’re you waiting for, dude?
Dig in, you’ve hit pay dirt.
So you think it could be pay dirt, then, old timer?
ReplyDelete(And here I'd been secretly fearing this strange trove might turn out to be be no more than a common garden variety fungus!)
Although it might be "At ease, disease. . . . .", one still has to beware of Necrotic ring spot!
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