Farmyard Antics 119 Poem by Phil Soar

Farmyard Antics 119

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I strolled into a Farmyard
And my senses came to life
Smells I'd not encountered
Since I met my 'Earthy' wife
She lived inside a commune
With fellow raconteurs
I wondered where the smells came from
And then noticed it was her

Thursday, September 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: farm,funny,nonsense
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Spock The Vegan 15 September 2016

You have a lot of guts to write this - or - you're not married.

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