There in my hand was
a pitchfork as I went
along to pick up or pitch
a fork into the loosen
grass. And put in a trailer
full of already mounted
grass that is ready to
be used for some feed or
a bed some like to use
it to climb up on, and use
it for a good old fun.
As my pitchfork kept
pitching, and the forks of
it that are sharp and long
keep making that gentle
rattle as it was rattling as
I was pitched and toss
the grass, as I kept making
the grass to add to the
trailer that...