Farmyard Antics 109 Poem by Phil Soar

Farmyard Antics 109

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I strolled into a farmyard
On a drizzly summer day
The rain that slowly fell on me
Would never go away
And so I worked in wellingtons
And also wore a coat
I should have read the forecast
And arrived in a boat

Friday, August 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: farm,funny
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