Farmer Noah

I’m from the woods,

watching squirrels fall like little bombs.

I’m from grapefruit shells eaten by Mommy.

I’m from the fish tank in the kitchen.

I’m from the wet grass and the mountain dew.

I’m from my grandma’s coca cola cake.

I’m from my teacher’s great adventure.

I’m from the silkie chicken pen.

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