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I Don’t Miss Working on the Farm
The hay balers
are out early in the fields
Headlights
outshining late September stars
The din of diesel
engines shaking the world
I don’t miss
working on the farm at all
The operator smoking
a cigarette
While his
sunburnt old hands wrestle the machine
His khakis and chambray
shirt already wet
I don’t miss
working on the farm at all
Yep, laboring in
the fields from can ‘til can’t -
I don’t miss
working on the farm at all
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