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Robert W Service - A Cabbage Patch
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Folk ask if I`m alive,
          Most think I`m not;
Yet gaily I contrive
          To till my plot.
The world its way can go,
          I little heed,
So long as I can grow
          The grub I need.

For though long overdue,
          The years to me,
Have taught a lesson true,
          —Humility.
Such better men than I
          I`ve seen pass on;
Their pay-off when they die;
          —Oblivion.

And so I mock at fame,
          With books unread;
No monument I claim
          When I am dead;
Contented as I see
          My cottage thatch
That my last goal should be
          —A cabbage patch.
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