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10/09/2015 § 11 Comments
I am a farm field, planted in rows.
How this is done nobody knows.
If you came here for answers,
I’ll take a guess: hoes.
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Hoes yoh all doin” ?
Mighty fine, raked in a cash crop without furrowing a brow.
You plowed right into those!
The hose knows, yo’s
S’pose the crow’s nose knows the flows, bros
You win. I lose (rhymes with hose).
The toes bows on the bow
The rows are made in geometric order.
Fences provide the farm’s border.
Mathematics, you see, provides the views,
for us to see what nature spews.
You worked geometry and Mathematics into your quatrain. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were an Economist. 🙂
As the farmer toils in the rows
they are pollinated as the wind blows
keep an eye out for the bucks and does
the harvest will happen as the farmer mows
A fine poem, as far as it goes.
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