Beeeep
The metal detector sings
I dug my heel into the sod
Set aside my machine,
Picked up my spade
Thwack!
Through stoney ground
Using my trowel carefully removing dirt
I find a ring,
Its stuck,
I pull
It's on a finger
Then a hand,
Still holding it's metal detector.
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