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Lowcountry Metal Detector Club
Summerville, South Carolina

updated 052012

Oh detector sound thy tone just right,
to make me sure that something bright,
lurks just beneath the gritty ground,
pulsing out that noble sound.
The color of the evening sun,
it glistens in the earthen grave
the gold that all us hunters crave.

Heart hastens as I take my tool,
digging like a silly fool.
Into the depths I plunge cold steel,
eye's a-tuned and fingers feel ...
my fingers down the hole I plunge ...
Revealing more aluminum.

                   Anon