A sweltering run through the pastoral streets
Past the chemical plant and decrepit machinery
A couple miles trekked for nature's delicious treats
Incardine specks and black dots poke through thick greenery
Step over the ditch into the smokey mud
Stick your hand in carefully, the cost just a little blood
A blackberry picked from the protective thorn
is sweeter than one picked from the grocery store
Jun 29, 2018
Jun 29, 2018 at 1:11 PM UTC
A sweltering run through the pastoral streets
Past the chemical plant and decrepit machinery
A couple miles trekked for nature's delicious treats
Incardine specks and black dots poke through thick greenery
Step over the ditch into the smokey mud
Stick your hand in carefully, the cost just a little blood
A blackberry picked from the protective thorn
is sweeter than one picked from the grocery store
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