Where Is That Blasted Farmer
everyone eats
everyone chews
tails are flicking
whoobe whoo woose.
chomp chomp chomp
flick flick flick
barn has lots of women
they like their farmer slick
pull pull pull
our udders are full
where is that blasted farmer?
for our pull? pull? pull?
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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