yeah, the part where they're at the party, painting, and then you talk about digging...in this part
"There's much digging to be done
before the salt- of-my-earth
wells up,"
like, i don't get how that fits in the poem. please enlighten me.
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Birds of a feather flock together,
And so will pigs and swine;
Rats and mice can have their choice
And so will I have mine.
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