The gravedigger leaned on his shovel,
glaring up at the sun,
annoyed.
Sweat made dirt trails down his dusty face,
drenching his shirt
wet.
He was digging a hole for a lady,
cursing her for her
girth.
Pool-sized grave for the fatty, he mused,
chuckling at his mean
jest.
His shovel hit a metal pipe,
breaking through
unconcerned.
Water flooded swiftly,
turning dirt into
mud.
His legs stuck to the mire,
anchoring them in
place.
The dark liquid silenced his protests,
filling his irreverent
throat.
Poet Rummager 
cab you recommend me a movie?
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Have you see the Sinister movies? How about The Conjuring or The Purge?
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thanks yeah I watched them except the purge. hows day going there?
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HI there! I think you’d like Purge. Let me know what you think. 🙂
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I’ll watch and let you know about. are you single? more where do you live?
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Happily married, my friend. Lol. We can still talk about movies, right?
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lol shocked. kidding. yeah we can talk. I’m gonna watch The Purge even I watched the trailer and knew about the movie but I didnt in past because I didnt like idea of story of the film.
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