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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 © | Year Posted 2017




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