Farmyard Antics 124 Poem by Phil Soar
Farmyard Antics 124
I strolled into a farmyard
And all around was dark
The cows and sheep had broken sleep
And the dogs were in the park
In fact it was chaotic
Like everything was drugged
The pigs and goats don't get a vote
And neither do the bugs
The farmer stood in mild despair
Not knowing what to do
Until a cow called Fred got in his bed
And all he could say was Moo!
Thursday, November 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: farm,funny
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