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Once A Year, Farmers Go Back To Picking Corn By Hand — For Fun : The Salt :  NPR

Farmer Comes and Picks My Corn-

County country corn Grown naturally from the farm Picked and stock, shucked and plucked Crop has been givin up There’s a new plow spaced aged somehow I’m sure hungry now farmers come git mi corn plowed
10/23/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2021© Idyll (Idyl)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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