Carefully chosen words
or complete and utter poetry: Poems by Martin Locock Copyright 2005-2011
Friday, January 04, 2008
An old ploughman's view
They ask me if I miss
The jangle of the horse harness
The romance of the plough team
Now that tractors rule
They don't like my reply:
"Where's the romance
In staring at a horse's arse all day?"
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