Old Arthur Brown is a farmer
He keeps sheep with pigs and a horse
And also a large herd of cattle
With black and white sheep dogs of course
He’s up around three in the morning
To milk all the cows in the shed
On cold frosty mornings in winter
It’s hard to get out of his bed
By six he’ll have finished the milking
In time for the cockerel to crow
Then wake up the hens in the hen house
To get eggs for breakfast you know
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
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