Thursday, January 1, 2004

Song Of The Artesian Water Comments

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Now the stock have started dying, for the Lord has sent a drought;
But we're sick of prayers and Providence -- we're going to do without;
With the derricks up above us and the solid earth below,
We are waiting at the lever for the word to let her go.
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brookie 28 November 2017

what does this poem mean

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