When old  MacDonald had no farm.

When old MacDonald had no farm.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

On animal farm
to reach the top
one had to baa
to the moo
before the neigh
following the oink.
Idealism at play
a romp in the hay
where everyone
owns a needle
in the haystack.

© 2021 andrew mitchell


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or as Dr. Reid said in Criminal Minds...the saying should be to find a Needle in a needle stack...that would be harder.
I really enjoy your short, philosophical pieces, andrew.
j.

Posted 4 Years Ago



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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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