today I went to the rodio in Isainti, they had done some remodeling and just left the nails laying all over the place , I figured it will be easear to get them now wile i can see them than later when they are buried so i spent and hour with my magnet and cleaned the lions share of them up then i went into the riding pen and the ground was so hard and dry I could not dig so i wnet under the bleachers and found a nice paire of sunglasses and a quarter and lots of sparkler rods from the 4th and tabs I then went into the grass in front of the bleachers and proceeded to dig tab after tab and let me tell you I got to know the sound of a tab then I got a diffrent sound I knew it was not a tab it was a zinc penny proceeded to dig more tabs then got another signal i knew was not a tab it was a zipper . well i didnt find a ring but I sure got to know the sounds of tabs I see in this park the sighns of the fall of a cocioty , trash all over the place grass not mowed beer cans all over the place gophers left to dig and distroy what will happen to this town i fear it will become a dwelling of the common rat and wild bore a place for the bat and the owl a place were no man will come anymore a desolate waste a place wher mice hide in beer bottles the home of itch weed and poison ivy,and the thorn whear no man sets for because the bees will drive him away a land to overgrone to pass with a car or truck a place crawling with fire ants whear no child plays in his sand box a land strewn with nails and pull tabs Ohh how the crown hass fallen from Our head and lay trapled on the ground amongst the stickers and dry grass , so I end my oricle of Isainti