A Farm I Bought
The farm I bought was already stocked
with everything but a pig and a poke
Convincing my lass it's our dream at last
the makings of a very bad joke
We farmed this land that's marginal at best
not wise when the stakes are small
We tried our hand at everything grand
as our dreams seem to go at a crawl
The land offered rocks by the many
nothing would grow but gravel
Being a man of impervision
I'd rather fight than give up to travel
We couldn't afford the chickens
the Easter bunny made good stew
So we painted rocks instead of eggs
some we painted like a shoe
One learns to put their ear to the ground
searching for success to settle
The only thing gained was a vile itch
by listening to close to a stinging nettle
So we sold the rocks for a plenty
some we sold by the pound
For stopping doors and garden decor
fancy fences that would hold down the ground
Darryl Ehlers
2366 Halverstick rd.
Lynden WA.98264
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