" WEE FARMER TOT "

" THE ADVENTURES OF WEE FARMER TOT "

{c}Wee Farmer Tot, when it rained not,
determined, with no time to spare...
parched by the sun if nothing was done,
Tot's crops faced great thirst and despair.

" What shall I do? How can I save you? "
the diminutive farmer exclaimed;
then came to he an epiphany ~
Eureka! The cure for no rain!

Off like a flash the wee farmer dashed
returning with large can in hand ~
sans irritation, hand irrigation
is how our Tot took moistened stand!

On that hot Friday he hitched up his didey
and set to the tough task post-haste;
before the sun set, the whole field was wet...
and so was his didey ~ my GRACE!

Back to the farmhouse Lil' Green Jeans then tread
for a change and a comforting powder;
then off to bed with his prayers thus said,
" Pwease water my cwops wif a shower! "

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