Can I have a biscuit with my meal? | |
The old farmer asked overworked and weathered was his clothing tattered, scarred was his hands just yesterday he planted the seeds | |
His old wife baked unappreciated and torn was her apron bejeweled, manacured was her hands just yesterday she planted the seeds | |
Meals are much quietier now the combines don't talk now instead the dead rooster crows | |
alone in his coop | |
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