Out out by Robert frost

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The buzz saw snarled and rattled in the yard
And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood
Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it.
And from there those that lifted eyes could count
Five Mountain ranges one behind the other
Under the sunset far into Vermont.
And the saw snarled and[https://ashik451.blogspot.com/] rattled, snarled and rattled
As it ran light, or had to bear a load.
And nothing happened day was all but done
Call it day, i wish they might have said
to please the boy by giving him the half hour
That a boy couynts so much when saved from work
His sister stood besides him in her apron
TO tell them supper at the word the saw