Farmer Haiku
Haiku
The cock crows at four
I listen to its keen caw
Then sleep till eight
The farmer is up
Starts his infernal tractor
I smell diesel fume
At eleven o`clock
The fishmonger`s white van tootles
Soon it will be lunch
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