The Silly Farmer
Awoken was the farmer one bright and early dawn,
Restless and he couldn’t sleep,
So he thought he’d mow the lawn.
He went into the garden and got down upon his knees,
Much to surprise to the farmer’s wife,
He was cutting it with his teeth.
He rode across the golden fields to pick his corn that day,
Sat upon a squealing pig whilst munching on some hay.
He tried to milk the horses and had the sheep all wearing socks,
He round up all his chickens to dig up all his crops.
He fed the cows spaghetti and dressed the dog and cat, both had matching shirt and tie and a flowery matching hat.
He was a silly farmer, he loved to dance and play,
The farmers wife looked on and laughed for this was just another day.
Copyright © simon bromley | Year Posted 2018
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