Kenneth Cheney Poet Monorhyme

Farmer Fred Has a Bad Day

Farmer Fred I could tell,
Was not doing very well.
He was having a day from Hell.
None of his plans seemed to gel.
It started when his haystack fell.
Then his tractor got stuck as well.
Cows got loose and were wandering pell-mell.
Never one on troubles to dwell,
I knew Fred wasn’t doing swell,
When in middle of day he stopped to set a spell.

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Andrea Dietrich January 7, 2022 at 2:25 PM good mono-rhyming, Kenneth, and thanks for the visit to my poem recently

Gershon Wolf January 6, 2022 at 3:49 PM Once a farmer stops, there go his crops! Poor Fred must have been half-dead. ~ Agriculture Vulture

Bill Baker January 6, 2022 at 6:22 AM Sometimes sitting for a spell gives the mind a chance to reset and be thankful, just for having another day. Great job on the Monorhyme, Kenneth. Bill