Farmyard Antics 125 Poem by Phil Soar

I strolled into a farmyard
While the chickens clucked and laid
And a Chinese pig ate a ripened fig
And the goats and kids all played
It really was a happy farm
And no-one was judgemental
And the local vet hadn't been there yet
As the farms problems were dental

The Farmer loved his sweets and buns
And would share them with the cattle
And a group of passing Irish nuns
Joined in with the eating battle
The happiness was infectious
And the news spread through the town
Until a local animal protest group
Tried to shut the farmyard down

The livestock recoiled at the sight
Of protestors on the land
And the locals heard of the farmers plight
And took things all in hand
They built a sort of fortress
Out of cakes and buns and sweets
And the very next day they were in dismay
At the social media tweets

The news had 'views' across the globe
And the happiness then went viral
Around the world, all hell unfurled
And events began to spiral
The farmer found this world wide fun
Too hard to comprehend
It wasn't too long, before it all went wrong
And it drove him round the bend

So when I left that farmyard
I was just a little sad
For the livestock all were overweight
And had a Nutter for a dad!





Footnote:

With apologies for the crappy end, I was running out of ideas! .

Phil Soar