F,C
Farmyard Chat.
Cluck, cluck says Mrs Hen as the farmyard comes to life.
Moo, moo says Big Brown Cow as she spots the farmers wife.
AH, she'll be coming a milking then send us out to graze
with Sheep as they awake from sleep
it's how we spend our days.
Oink, oink says Big Fat Pig, at least you're out all day.
I'm stuck here in this pigsty with muck to wallow in and play.
Moo, moo says Big Brown Cow, why do you complain
at least you have a shelter if it begins to rain.
Baa,baa the Sheep awake and farmer shouts, Bess come yield.
She's the dog that guides us out the farmyard to top field.
All day we'll stay cows with sheep will graze.
No matter what the weather is like, we're sometimes left for days.
But we hear the hens a clucking and squawking on the farm
tractor toiling all day long turning soil as seeds they sow
but that's just farmyard life the only life we know.
From Baa, Baa Sheep, Cluck, Cluck Hen, Oink,Oink Pig
and Moo,Moo Big Brown Cow.
Copyright © Patricia Lawton | Year Posted 2016
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