Jack Ellison Poet Limerick

I'Ve Eaten a Farmer's Field of Wheat

I have most likely eaten a farmer's field of wheat
I'm loaded with fibre right down to my feet
When I'm dead and gone
Plant me on the front lawn
You'll have wheat coming out of your ying yang, whatta treat!


© Jack Ellison 2015

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Tim Smith November 18, 2015 at 1:31 PM I hear of a site the ladies go to lay....a field full of wheat to and fro it sways....warmth is abound....but no ones around....just the sounds of an old weathered blue jay

Carol Eastman November 18, 2015 at 11:36 AM I'd better not come near... With a fire Dragon so dear... He might give you and your wheat a scare... Tho the snow might just disappear... But you wild Northern guys need your fields to make your beer... Carol Eastman November 18, 2015 at 9:23 PM Yeah but it's more fun if I tease you about the cold... LOL Jack Ellison November 18, 2015 at 11:44 AM Here's an astonishing fact! Southern Ontario where I hang my hat is on the same parallel with Northern California!!! Bet you didn't know THAT! xoxox