My first ever job when I
Left school was grave-
Digging, it was evident
Back then (not to me)
That I had hallmarks and
Potential of a ne’er do well.

New graves are a *******.

My first was in ****** stoney
Ground in a place called
Bweeng. Pick and shovel,
Turn the sod, save the topsoil.

Down past the clay and into
The shingle, all the time
Drinking large bottles of
Guinness, the ones with the
Broad shoulders which will
Assist with the mundane,

En route to the Rock Bottom,
Which, for some, is 6ft under!