Farmer John Meets Someone Nice
Farmer John knows he's old
but didn’t think he was that old
until he went to town one day
and met a young lady he liked
as much as he likes the corn
he plants and pigs he feeds.
He talked to Irma as best he could
but talking isn’t his forte so he
went home and sent her roses.
When he came back to town
two weeks later for more supplies
Irma said they could be friends.
Farmer John tucked his thumbs
under his suspenders and said
she would be the first woman
he had ever had as a friend.
Over the years other women
had just plain ignored him.
He told Irma too that
any farmer would agree
it’s a shame to allow a field
so fertile lie so fallow when
an old mule has its ears up
and wants to pull the plow.
Donal Mahoney
Copyright © Donal Mahoney | Year Posted 2017
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