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Making Hay (A poem attempt)

Making Hay

Round and round the field all day
On a tractor mowing hay.
The sun is hot the sun is bright
But cool will come with the night.

Round and round the field we go
Raking hay into a row
Raked into a row and then
Round and round we go again.

Round and round real slow this trip
making bales from the strip.
Come winter I will feed this hay
Thats why I'm out here this hot day.

Cheerily
IJK