Deep and dark in the rich brown clay
Ten thousand red legs untouched by day
Scurry and burrow and live mindless life
Until pecked and plucked by sparrow or snipe.
What more right to life have we?
What better than ignorant grubs to be?
Deep and dark in the rich brown clay
Ten thousand red legs untouched by day
Scurry and burrow and live mindless life
Until pecked and plucked by sparrow or snipe.
What more right to life have we?
What better than ignorant grubs to be?
