Farmyard Antics 134 Poem by Phil Soar

Farmyard Antics 134



I strolled into a farmyard
With a happy smiling face
There was no sign of anyone
Around the flipping place
No sign of any animals
Or anyone who cared
Except one horse with a gammy leg
Who just stood there and stared

Sunday, December 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: farm,funny
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