Saturday, 02 August 2008
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This is my ode to seed sackers everywhere. To the tune of "Place in this World" by Michael W. Smith.
The clock is moving
But time is standing still
A lot of seed bags
Waiting to be filled
My stomach's empty
My hopper's full of seed
Keeping up with fescue
Is harder than it seems
Feels like...
I'm working for a season
Bagging through the night to pay
My way in this world
My way in this world
Not a lot that is fun
But I need this job to help me pay
My way in this world
My way in this world
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Comments (2)
Nice!
Great parody! i was "singing" it to myself!