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granfers farmSignatures By The Tired Lion when i was a wee boy on my granfers farm i would feed the chickens n fetch the straw from the barn i could collect their eggs and play all day with Mary Jane from across the way we would trip n run across the greens i would smell the heathers and play kings n queens i rode the tractor and ponies i fed then i hand milked the cows in the old cow shed we ate our greens every single day n went blackberry picking across the way if i was good i had a holiday then i went to sandbanks and shell bay we chased the ganders every day we fed the pigs on Saturday granfer let me go in the sties to clean em out and we made cow pies the dogs they barked and the ferrets were fun i kept a few inside my pockets near my bum i loved to tease the girls from across the way i put spiders down their dress today they loved it really cause they came for more maybe it was my cheeky grin though I'm not that sure the farm yard was the place to be then if were good we had jelly n ice cream for our tea Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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