Farmyard Antics 110 Poem by Phil Soar

I walked into a farmyard
So happy to be there
And all the many animals
Began to stir and stare
I wasn't that experienced
A candidate and novice
The farmer introduced me
And he took me to his office
He said: 'there is a lot to learn
And also lots of Sh*t
There will be many accidents
When you will step in it'
It was a quick baptism
I learned to stay alert
For everywhere you looked or stood
Your boots got caked in dirt