A new day dawned for the digaholic to go frolic and find a few goods
There was little doubt he would get out and aimlessly wander in the woods.
But first chores had to be done which wasn't much fun as nine the clock did chime
Visions of treasure flashed through his head as he made the bed in oh so little time.
Wearing dirty clothes from out of the hamper the detectorist did scamper down to his car Nogo
With his detectors tucked under his arm he was doing no harm but smelt like a long lost hobo.
At the park he eyeballed a minion who was of the opinion that no one should do that thing
Ignoring the insignificant turd the digger did not utter a word but methodically continued to swing.
He then found a puck but was truly out of luck as the minion was way too far away
Clad coins did abound with some above the ground as quota was assured for another day.
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