Monday 17 August 2015

The damaged sprinkler

We parked among the orange trees
Any shade was welcome...
We picked those grapes every day
It was back breaking: more hell to come
Someone ran over his precious sprinkler
It was damaged beyond repair
We were dobbed in to the owner by someone
Even though it wasn't us; we swear 
We were charged with the bill to repay it
$10 might not seem like much
But to us back then it was a lot
For that we laboured an hour long
Underneath that burning sun...
Picking grapes at Vidovic's Place
Way back in March of 1980...

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