First Line: A BOOK, AN EASY CHAIR, AND I CAN SAIL Last Line: AND TREASURE WHEN I DIG BENEATH THE MOLD.
@2ARGOSY@1
A book, an easy chair, and I can sail Vast seas, climb mountains or mine deep for gold Below a stubborn crust. I cannot fail To make a port, find sun above the clouds And treasure when I dig beneath the mold.
