There once was a farmer named Joe.
Who knew how to handle a hoe.
A nice feathered cock,
Who knew how to rock,
Did help him his nice seed to sow.
This young farmer who's first name was Joe
Could hoe quite a bit in a row.
He had a great shock.
While feeding his cock.
The chickens his seed helped to sow!
*For Armano Aurocano Rock Star contest.
Copyright © Marty Owens | Year Posted 2010
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