Morale Was The Gold They Were Digging For But The Silly Diggers Dug Right Through It

Good humor, he said, was paramount.

It was the bedrock of what came next.

Toil, they could, like normal men

But they couldn’t cause they were hexed.

Cursed from birth by their freedom gene.

Their genes wouldn’t let them go.

And genes don’t ask, they tell you boy

Exactly how life will flow.

Drown you so fast, pull you right down.

Genes are running this show.

So there you go boy.