Written by: A closet beaver

There is water underfoot; flowing; seeping; going capillary, going gravity

Oozing in the layers

Showing the rods just where to drill (Todd, it will be a gusher)

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Some people say, “witching,”

Ha! I say, bullshit.

Witching makes the water as if by magic, God made the water already

let it be explained.

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Inside you flows water divine.

Full to the brim with piss and shit

So too, the planet.

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Water speaks to water just as a heart can beat with hate or love, frigid or passion.

All around hydrogen and oxygen combine

but wait, there’s more.

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A smile today as the teeth of the excavator took a dip and scratched the surface

and there now flows a stream

thanks God, for the water.

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