I’m no ordinary bale
I’m round and neat and golden
You may think I’m just hay
But I have history olden
I’m beautiful to look at
I feed the animals many
But my good attributes
Contribute to my infamy
Yes it was me I have to confess
I share the blame that day
When Little Boy Blue fell asleep
And the fields became a mess
I’m so round and soft you see
It really couldn’t be helped
He fell in a sleep, missed the sheep
And caused the mad farmer to yelp.
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That great guy over at https://sonofabeach96.com gave me permission to use his photo in my attempt at personification. Beautiful from his Friday Farm Scene post, thank you!!
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The Bag Lady 
😏 😬 👍
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Love it! Thanks so much for using it…and the compliments. 😊😊
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