Gershon Wolf Poet Limerick

Couldn'T Fred Just Be a Farmer

Poor Fred just wanted to be a farmer
  But so cute, he morphed into a charmer
    All the girls saw him and sighed
    Barn-door-sized tears did Fred cry
  Exchanged mud-caked boots for 'Under Armour'

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Bj Legros Kelley June 28, 2023 at 3:08 PM His charm lay in his muddy boots and calloused strong working man's hands had he known it! I come from a family of farmers, I'm in awe of them! Gershon Wolf June 28, 2023 at 7:59 PM Me too, BJ. I was a farmer, unfortunately only for a year. My youngest son has been on a farm for 3.5 years now and is going strong. Very proud of him. Most intelligent 25 year old I know!! I LOVE MY SONS...

Jennifer Proxenos June 23, 2023 at 1:35 PM Good for Fred, proud of him. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer. Gershon Wolf June 23, 2023 at 4:07 PM I don't know. I kind of liked to see the mud in Fred's cake. lol.

Michelle Faulkner June 22, 2023 at 7:15 PM Hey, I've seen some pretty charming farmers in my day, love me a guy in overalls! Gershon Wolf June 23, 2023 at 4:05 PM Farmers have good Carma!