what happens in the barn stays in the barn
not the cupola / not the silo / not even the hay store
know what old MacDonald does in the barn
a mare’s gossip neighs in the tackroom
a stallion’s shoes stammers farmer’s rumors to the field
Mac nips manure-shine roosters the dawn alarm in the slurry cellar
Don is a sheep molester baas to the paddock door
only the gilts know what Nald does in the loft
the boars squeal in the breezeway Old no slaughter / no tell
Mac and Don have
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In the barn
A witty take on old MacDonald and his farm, with a hint of mystery along the way.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your take on "Old McDonald has a Farm." I like the like about the "manure-shine." I think the poem can be pushed even further. I'd like more insight from the animals about what Old McDonald is doing. The mystery is alright, but I like to get more substance around that mystery.
ReplyDeleteThe Unknow commenter is me. Shirley Jones Luke of Breezy's poetry class. Good luck, Robert!
DeleteTell the truth and tell it slant . . .
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