My child
We used to throw calves to the ground
Castrate them
Tag them
Give them shots
We took a few hard knocks
While they bucked, spat, and kicked like Hell
Then there was the mother of the calf, and boy was she pissed
That is way one or two of us would keep an eye on her
We got our ass kicked there as well if you didn't watch our
My child
Big round heavy hat bails
Thank goodness the barn set on top of a steep hill
Made it a lot easier to roll them out
Just unwrap it and let it go
God help us if we had to take it anywhere else. Yes there were other hills but there was also a lot of flat ground
You had to push the bail yourself and hoped the hay truck was working
Or you had a long tiring trek to make
Then there were times we had to push from the start
Push the bail
Twist the bail
Shove the bail
From time to time we even used the posthole driver to get some leverage
And if it was snowing or raining
Good luck
Wet ground and hay don't mix
Slipping and sliding while we got the hay out
Bloom
Burn the broom
Light it on fire
Watch it glow
You stole
My heart when I was alone
Thank you
Now
Ride that broom
Ride for all it's worth
Didn't we burn the broom
Shit
Light my fire
Turn me on babe
Bake my buns
To hot
To hot
I said bake my buns
Don't burn them
You've heard I wii open a can of whoop-ass on you
Where do you get these cans. I know a few people who could use one
At the local store
A disturbance
Stuffed Panda Bear plush toys
Flew everywhere
Store clerks are istill baffled at the scene
No clues yet
One thing is for certain
It was complete pandamoniam for sure
The fruit is ripe
Don't forget to wripe
You're right
Please write
The snow is white
Turn on the light
Eat a lite snack
Those are some pretty sights
The Internet has some great sites
I listen to Rao music
Don't forget to wrap the gifts
