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SONG CHALLENGE WINNER!
The Song Challenge:
Digging herself in deeper and deeper
-- Yep, it's your one and only Giver-uupper of the Golden Cow Chips, back from
the 'moving' wars and ready to test your little gray cells once again!! I'll
just take this opportunity to let all you wonderful Challenge!rs know how much
I've missed you -- and I hope we won't ever be parted for so long again . . .
This Challenge! will be sorta personal, if y'all don't mind too much ;-) . . . I
do think, however, that it will test your collective imagination and rhyming
capabilities satisfactorily . . . Here's a picture
of the new homestead, perched appropriately on a high sandstone hill in the Post
Oak Savannah of Texas (the East Cross Timbers, to be exact). Please note the
sandstone wall on the left . . . behind that wall is a curious little patch of
broken stones, buried in a sandy clay loam, quite different from the rest of the
grounds (you can't 'dig' here -- there's one inch of dirt, then rock, then THICK
wet (not damp) clay). I've been digging and breaking rocks with my trusty
spade and pickaxe for two weeks now, and I still haven't reached the bottom of
this strange plot of earth. However, I have discovered a few interesting things
buried under the first layer of dirt and rock . . . your Challenge! is to write
a song about what I found buried beneath the red-tipped photinias, honeysuckle
and asian jasmine . . . let your minds run wild and let your collective freak
flags fly, my dear Challenge!rs and GO FOT IT! Hugs and snogs to each and
every one of you -- and two kisses on each of your
cheeks (hahaha) -- Áine (songtress, chef, chief bottle washer and now Mad
Gardener)
Dig Down, Áine by MMario
Well the ground is hard and the work is slow
Dig down, Áine, dig down!
Destroys your shovel and your hoe
And it's time to dig down; Áine!
Chorus:
Dig down, Áine, dig down!
Oh, Dig down, Áine, dig down!
We'll tell your tale in a a song, you know
There are rocks and junk and people's trash
Dig down, Áine, dig down!
and enough poison ivy to give you rash
And it's time to dig down; Áine!
(Chorus)
There are broken dreams and broken lives
Dig down, Áine, dig down!
The shattered hopes of other times
And it's time to dig down; Áine!
(Chorus)
There's a treasure in a wooden chest!
Dig down, Áine, dig down!
There's a broken spoon and a woolen vest!
And it's time to dig down; Áine!
(Chorus)
An old tin plate with a dented rim!
Dig down, Áine, dig down!
Like cowboys ate their dinner in!
And it's time to dig down; Áine!
(Chorus)
There are flowers buried way down deep
Dig down, Áine, dig down!
You'll find them when you fall asleep
And it's time to dig down; Áine!
(Chorus)
There's a swimming pool and a floating chair
Dig down, Áine, dig down!
And an end to all of it, I swear!
And it's time to dig down; Áine!
(Chorus)