The other day,
I played in the dirt.
I dug around in the ground.
Under the earth was a rock of orange, white, and brown.
Too large,  too big to move around.

Help was needed from shovel and friend,

To heave and to ho,
To pry and to pry.

And to heave and to ho,
Like a tennis match.
Back and forth.
Heave,
Ho,
Pry,
Pry.

Keep trying,
You’ve almost got it.

It moved.
One inch.

But, it moved.

Keep at it.
I cheer my friend on,
Keep going,  
I can see its edges,
Keep going you got it.

One more heave,
One more ho,
Prrrrry!
Prrrrry!

Oh,  how beautiful my unearthed rock,
Orange, white, and brown.