Second
However.
If they'd let me wear pants made out of the fresh-mown grass from this place,
I'd do it.
If they'd let me make out
with every single Eucalyptus tree in Ganesh's Grove,
I've sweated out dew these days,
I swear, I'd do it.
worked out the dregs,
rubbed my chin on tree bark,
mistaking it for my master's leg.
I can't get far enough in.
If they'd let me eat the soil of this place
served on a bed of birds'nests, I'd finish only half my plate,
Then sleep all night on the rest.