He strolled into a farmyard
He didn't quite know why
His mind was full of nothing
All he could see was sky
He took a step towards a barn
He thought was full of cattle
His doctor had said "dementia"
Then started quite a battle
He didn't know a single thing
He wandered off alone
Until the Police had found him
He had made that farm his own
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