Word: breakfast
cleaning
culvert
funny
humor

I strove to clean a culvert on a sunny summer day.
Of all the silt and sand and stones and twigs that in it lay.
But halfway through, my shovel struck some red and hard-baked clay
I strove to clean a culvert on a sunny summer day.
A little snake six inches long got awfully in my way
I tried to bash its slender head. It promptly turned at bay.
I tried to clean a culvert on a sunny summer day
Of all the silt and sand and stones and twigs that in it lay.
Of all the silt and sand and stones and twigs that in it lay.
But halfway through, my shovel struck some red and hard-baked clay
I strove to clean a culvert on a sunny summer day.
A little snake six inches long got awfully in my way
I tried to bash its slender head. It promptly turned at bay.
I tried to clean a culvert on a sunny summer day
Of all the silt and sand and stones and twigs that in it lay.
Of all the silt and sand and stones and twigs that in it lay.
It seemed that I could scarcely clean a half of it away.
The more I shoveled sand and dirt, the more got in my way.
Of all the silt and sand and stones and twigs that in it lay.
I calculated more or less that it a ton would weigh.
I strove to finish the whole job before a rainy day.
Of all the silt and sand and stones and twigs that in it lay.
It seemed that I could scarcely clean a half of it away.
It seemed that I could scarcely clean a half of it away.
The more I shoveled sand and dirt, the more got in my way.
I calculated more or less that it a ton would weigh.
It seemed that I could scarcely clean a half of it away.
A storm whose origin must have been the ocean or the bay.
Came suddenly across the hills and tried my work to stay.
It seemed that I could scarcely clean a half of it away.
The more I shoveled sand and dirt, the more got in my way.
The more I shoveled sand and dirt, the more got in my way.
The dirt became a slimy mud and forced me "hell" to say.
I wasn't getting for this work the meanest sort of pay
The more I shoveled sand and dirt, the more got in my way.
But would you think I strove until I'd cleaned the thing. Hooray!
The "Hell" I said did service and the rain washed some away.
The more I shoveled sand and dirt, the more got in my way.
The dirt became a slimy mud and forced me "hell" to say.