Farmyard Antics 24 Poem by Phil Soar

Farmyard Antics 24



I strolled into a farmyard
And much to my despair
There was some foot and mouth disease
And there was no-one there

Thursday, January 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: fun,nonsense
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