"Summer Harvest"
The hobby horse is broken
Dust is just bout on everything
Dizzy still my eyes are looking
Trying to make sense of the scene
Thought I heard some drops of rain
Turned out the old man is dueling
Flower blossoms on the ranger
His knives are sharp and glowing
Running quickly is the rabbit
H's hanging on for the line
He's running for that finish line
Too bad he's out of time
Soft faces and their dimples
Don't know the cold hard deal
A new crop of daisies in the field
A new herd of pigs want to be fed
The sun has lit the horizon
The breeze slides through our fingers
The view is open now for miles
And everyone can see the line
Everyone can hear the scream
But the cattle just keep eating
They all seem so so ignorant
That the bell rings it's dinner time
But the cattle wont be eating
Their weight has come full to bear
Its time to go to market
The summer harvest is now here
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