Farmyard Antics 139 Poem by Phil Soar

Farmyard Antics 139



Across the land, in fields of green
Where the public think it's so serene
The sheep all carry scars they've had for life
When they see the farmers wellies
Their legs all turn to jellies
As they know the farmer hasn't got a wife







Authors Note: Wellies is an English nickname for Wellington Boots

Wednesday, January 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: farm,funny
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