Farmyard Antics 67 Poem by Phil Soar

Farmyard Antics 67



I strolled into a farmyard late at night
And gave the residents an awful fright
I was in fancy dress, and don't know how
The farmer thought I was a rabid cow!

Friday, April 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: funny
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