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Array ( [sid] => 12828 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => THE FARM [time] => 2003-02-17 19:00:00 [hometext] => [bodytext] => GROW UP ON A FARM
MILKING COWS AND ALL
RIDING DIRT BIKES IN A
FIELD IN THE MIDDLE OF FALL

GETTING UP VERY EARLY TO MAKE
SURE THE ANIMALS ALL GOT FEED BEFORE WE WENT TO SCHOOL
AND AGAIN BEFORE WE WENT TO BED

WORKING IN TOBACCO FIELDS
GETTING BLISTERS ON OUR HANDS
WE ALL WORKED TOGETHER CAUSE
DADDY AND MOMMY HAD A PLAN

THE FARM IT WAS SO BIG FOR SUCH
A SMALL FAMILY SO DADDY AND MOMMY
SOLD IT AND MOVED US HERE YOU SEE

NOW WERE HERE IN THE CITY
AND NOTHING IS THE SAME
MOMMY AWAYS WORKING AND
DADDYS OUT DOIN HIS THING

WE WERE FOUR LITTLE CHILDREN
WONDERING WHAT WENT WRONG
MOMMY AND DADDY MOVED US HERE
NOW THEIR NEVER EVER HOME

DADDY AND MOMMY GOT DIVORCE
AND NOTHING WAS THE SAME
WHEN WE LEFT THE FARM
ON THAT VERY DAY.

RENEE
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THE FARM

Contributed by renee on Monday, 17th February 2003 @ 07:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

GROW UP ON A FARM
MILKING COWS AND ALL
RIDING DIRT BIKES IN A
FIELD IN THE MIDDLE OF FALL

GETTING UP VERY EARLY TO MAKE
SURE THE ANIMALS ALL GOT FEED BEFORE WE WENT TO SCHOOL
AND AGAIN BEFORE WE WENT TO BED

WORKING IN TOBACCO FIELDS
GETTING BLISTERS ON OUR HANDS
WE ALL WORKED TOGETHER CAUSE
DADDY AND MOMMY HAD A PLAN

THE FARM IT WAS SO BIG FOR SUCH
A SMALL FAMILY SO DADDY AND MOMMY
SOLD IT AND MOVED US HERE YOU SEE

NOW WERE HERE IN THE CITY
AND NOTHING IS THE SAME
MOMMY AWAYS WORKING AND
DADDYS OUT DOIN HIS THING

WE WERE FOUR LITTLE CHILDREN
WONDERING WHAT WENT WRONG
MOMMY AND DADDY MOVED US HERE
NOW THEIR NEVER EVER HOME

DADDY AND MOMMY GOT DIVORCE
AND NOTHING WAS THE SAME
WHEN WE LEFT THE FARM
ON THAT VERY DAY.

RENEE

Copyright © renee ... [ 2003-02-17 19:00:00]
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Re: THE FARM (User Rating: 1 )
by LOWMAN613 on Tuesday, 18th February 2003 @ 09:37:15 AM AEST
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I NEVER GREW UP ON A FARM BUT I BET THAT WAS FUN IN SOME WAYS,AT LEAST YOU HAVE THE MEMORIES,CHRISTINA

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