Farmyard Antics 65

I strolled into a farmyard
All hell was breaking loose
A cowboy in a stetson hat
Arrived in a caboose
Quite how he had arrived there
When there was no railway track
Is still a mystery today
As he never has come back

by Phil Soar

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