Backward Farm Life
The potatoes have ears
Corn has eyes,
Horses roll in mud
Pigs swat at flies.
Cows lay eggs
Chickens eat grass,
Roosters are sound asleep
The dog has gas.
The goats have fleas
Cats have horns,
Roses smell bad
The sheep have thorns.
A day down at the farm
Where everything is backwards,
The drunkards are sober
No grapes in the vineyards.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
June.11/2005
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