Old Farmer Brown Poem by Lamar Cole

Old farmer Brown's watermelons were looking very ripe today.
He and his buddies were in a mood to steal a few.
So they crept into farmer Brown's field to steal the best ones.
But luck was not with them that day.

Old farmer Brown crept up behind them as they were stealing the melons.
And he smiled remembering his boyhood days.
He told the kids to go on and take a few watermelons.
But next time, they should ask first.