Farmyard Antics 102 Poem by Phil Soar

Farmyard Antics 102



Cesspits full of excrement
Green Fields full of Pats
Sheep all standing aimlessly
And farmers in weird hats
Chickens laying everywhere
No egg upon their faces
Who'd have thought the farmyards
Would be my favourite places

Friday, July 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: farm,funny
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