On our Farm <br />In the big red Barn <br />Were high stacks of Hay <br />And a rope to Sway <br /> <br />It was great Fun <br />Until the day was Done <br />Swaying and Swinging <br />And all the kids Springing <br /> <br />But jumping in Straw <br />There is a Draw <br />You scratch and Itch <br />Like a Son of a Bit#$%^*<br /><br />David Darbyshire<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-our-farm/
