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A Poem About An Item In the Rust & Found Art Installation I’m Creating
FROM POTENTIAL RUBBISH TO SOMETHING BETTER!
In my head I called it a spade -
tools are not my ‘thing’
Learning though of what they’re made
Metals making my head sing!
The item I have, in fact it’s a shovel
I’ve been researching, found the truth
This item though had some trouble
With a bend at the top it’s no use!
No use for the digging up of dirt or sand
But perfect for my Art Installation
my obsession taking my time up and
I’m hoping it will be the best in the nation!
But given my methods are somewhat quaint
I doubt that is going to be so
But I’m enjoying myself, so fame - that ain’t
the reason, but wouldn’t it be nice though!
What I’m doing is walking the dog
And finding bits and pieces of stuff
You can’t do this if you run or jog
you won’t be paying attention enough …
