Farmyard Antics 127 Poem by Phil Soar

Farmyard Antics 127



The farmer loved his cows so much, he slept with them at night
Underneath the moonlit sky, he felt that it was right,
The Heifers were quite curious, but never thought to doubt him
For after all he slept with them, and they lay down around him
Until one fateful Autumn night, while sleeping in the hay
Rustlers came to raid the farm, and took the cows away
And when the farmer woke next day, there was nothing he could do
Except yell out a worried scream, and an angry Moo or two

Friday, November 18, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: farm,funny
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