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I could fall apart, dig out my heart
Carve into my chest cavity with a garden trowel
Extract the thing that makes me tick
And keeps me awakening

Slaughter

Shovel, rake, garden trowel
Your insides smell so foul
Snicker, stare, snark and jeer
I am the Gut Shoveler
That's my career

alan titchmarsh and a fuckin' garden trowel
you always wipe my ass when i empty my bowel
when it comes to other women they just throw in the towel
I

I open the door, open the door
And I step outside, and I step outside
Into my garden, into my garden
See my garden, love my garden
I take a trowel, I

She waves to me from the back forty and
Tends the garden now, terrible trowel in her hand
Oh, damn this dream, been the same one all week
The bridge

noses to the ground
cnd I kinda like to potter in the garden with a trowel
cnd looking up I see you looking down


Refrain:
So he takes the ribbon from

of wonders

I went into the battlefield prepared with three legged stool, trowel and garden claw
Feeling the tension in arms and legs
Proclaiming 'I won, I

a second time

Looked like you just came from the garden
Your hair was wet, your trowel was caked and broken
You'd buried more than head and heart and
You

the granite face revealed
Ancient flower from the garden of the earth
Igneous blossom newly opened to the light
Gently cradled in the craftman's calloused hand

to the glass man
I don't remember how it ended exactly
Though I do remember we finally moved out
There was a woman downstairs who worked in
The garden in her

the spheres in endless spin
And down upon the motions I’m locked in
There’s thorns wrapped around the trowel as I begin
And thistles pave the way back

I welcome trespass in my garden of delight
I'd not fight the compulsion to share fruits of labor 
Flight or fight response unconsidered
The cicadas