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Building a Fence and Smoking Cigarettes
I passed two men who were building a fence Cigarettes on their lips, work-stained old hats Spirit level, carpenter square, calculations The morning frost hard-worked into honest sweat
I passed two men who were building a fence Its posts and rails strong-muscled into place And hammered against the autumn hurricanes With nails of steel, extruded steel, bright steel
I passed two men who were building a fence With hands and tools and strength and uncommon sense