Bricks missing, the well looks abused
Long since replaced by indoor plumbing
A rusty pail waits unused
A fence is in bad need of repair
It holds one lone black cow
She stands chewing her cud unaware
A half dozen white chickens free range
Ruled by an old red rooster
Watching a scruffy dog with mange.
In the yard an old yellow pick up truck sits
One of its tires is flat
That ancient V-8 engine won't quit
Parched and dried rows of corn
I see, for the reaper to glean
We gather on this day and mourn
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