A Day in the Shoes of a Digger
By:Me!(Hannah)
Waking up at 4:30
Body aching with pain,
Stressing to climb out of bed
This is so lame,
Feet dragging towards the shovels
Eyes unable to open,
Telling lies to yourself
To keep you hoping,
Your known as a badboy
Unrespected everywhere,
Your reputation destroys you
How is this fair?
Shoveled dirt flys
As sweat runs down your head,
Blisters bleed from your hands
Your wishing you were dead,
Digging holes 5 feet
All day long,
The sun beats down
This is so wrong,
Scorpions, Snakes, and Lizards, galour
Dangerous trails,
And more, and more
Your looking for comfort and understandment,
But you must remember...
This is NOT a Girlscout Camp.