Day on the farm
I woke up early from the sound of my alarm
I then knew today was the day to go on the farm
So i packed up my bag and ran to the truck
On the way there we saw a few bucks
When we arrived we felt the morning sun
That’s when i knew this trip would be a whole lot of fun
Because we all prayed
For the picnic my mother had made
Which led to us looking up at the sky,
While we ate all mom’s homemade pies
We finally heard the sound of a kazoo
Therefore it’s time to bid you adieu
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