Getting ready for harvest always means something gets left off the list. We have an old barrow that collects the small seeds off the cleaner in the grain store. While maneuvering it into position from its hibernation cave, something went wrong…
Three wheels on my barrow,
Makes pushing awful hard,
Suddenly it came to a halt
As a wheel rolled down the yard!
I think I might have fixed it
And now it’s ready to roll
Cos three wheels on your barrow
Makes you lose control!
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