Farmyard Election

At John Jackson’s farmyard,

There was a meeting held,

And all the animals were there,

To vote, as compelled.

They were voting for a leader,

And amongst themselves would choose,

Each could address the meeting,

And from that they’d win or lose.

The cow was the first to stand,

And gave out a loud ‘moo’,

He told them he was big and strong,

And very responsible too.

The pig got up to ‘oink’ a word,

And said it wasn’t true,

He was just as strong as the cow,

And cleverer too.

The chickens, geese and ducks arose,

To give their point of view,

But ‘squawked’ and ‘quacked’ amongst themselves,

Offering nothing new.

The horses and donkey stood together,

‘Heehawed’ and ‘neighed’ in chorus,

But were so loud they couldn’t be heard,

They were just a little too boisterous.

The sheep stood up and followed the goat,

Who  ‘bleated’ clear out loud,

But the sheep just  ‘baaed’ and ‘baaed’ and ‘baaed’,

Which didn’t please the crowd.

The rabbit hopped up to the stand,

Followed by the Border Collie,

But decided better to hop down,

For to remain would be a folly.

The Border ‘barked’ he was the smartest,

He could round up sheep and cows,

Chickens, geese and ducks, and more,

Even boars and sows.

All the animals parted,

To consider and cast their vote,

The ballot was counted with the result,

The Border Collie beat the goat!

Evolving Books

When I was very young,

My mother read to me,

And I met ‘Winnie-the-Pooh’,

And young ‘Heidi’,

Then there was ‘Charlotte’,

And ‘Koala Lou’,

‘Thomas the Tank Engine’,

And the ‘Gruffalo’.

When I was a little older,

And had learned how to read,

I met Enid Blyton,

Her ‘Famous Five’, I believe,

And later it was science,

And then literature galore,

Biology and math equations,

History, art, and even more.

And later in my life,

When the decision was mine,

I embraced murder mysteries,

Biographies and crime.

There is so much to choose from,

And so very much to learn,

But with technical evolution,

Let’s pray our books don’t burn.