Like a Radish

"You see, it's sometimes a good thing for a man
To take himself by the scruff of the neck
And pull himself up
Like a radish out of its bed
And that's what I've been doing of late."
I pull myself up, like a radish out of its bed
Like a radish out of its bed
Or a carrot or a parsnip instead
Whatever vegetable is growing in your head
If you prefer

*- Ivan Turgenev, Fathers & Sons



Credits
Writer(s): Cole Friesen
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