Till the earth
and plow that furrow . . .
Milk your heifer,
Ride your burro.
Water the garden,
Sow your seed;
Wait for rain
And store the feed.
and plow that furrow . . .
Milk your heifer,
Ride your burro.
Water the garden,
Sow your seed;
Wait for rain
And store the feed.
(then get up, get dressed, go out and work the farm.)
PROMPT 23: write a short and snappy poem – with a lot of rhyme and soundplay.
CONNECT/HOOK 
Just a regular day. :)
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