Farmyard Antics 52 Poem by Phil Soar

Farmyard Antics 52



I strolled into a farmyard
To find my time was wasted
I found it was a Turkey farm
And the birds had all been basted!

Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: farm,funny,nonsense
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