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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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Date: 1/7/2022 2:25:00 PM
good mono-rhyming, Kenneth, and thanks for the visit to my poem recently
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Date: 1/6/2022 3:49:00 PM
Once a farmer stops, there go his crops! Poor Fred must have been half-dead. ~ Agriculture Vulture
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Date: 1/6/2022 6:22:00 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
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