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Poetry Farm

Updated: Jun 26, 2022

Ah! I found a land Iโ€™d like to own

The billboard strikes the right tone

But then, the bill writer is unknown


A great place to farm my poetry

Grow my words in studio pottery

Be a king over the farm and poultry


I heard things over the phone

The fine words sounded honed

Iโ€™d not be going there alone


If I should finally buy this farm

I would need to beg for alms

To arm myself with a new psalm


Poetry by the Snarky farmer ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŒพ ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜œ

Just kidding!!!




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