Is like real hard work,
Makes palms calloused and hard as a rock.
Down! Down! Into wells so deep,
Countless bores expended,
To make one hole, then get it expanded.
Down! Down! Till a ‘hit’ is scored,
Up !up! Slowly pull to the tip,
Rest, no molten fluid poured.
Is no mean business, at depths best imagined;
Oil well, well bored and cured
Waits anxiously, tremblingly;
As the next bore approaches its core.