Scarecrow Ode

Dove

Dear Scarecrow we love your fortitude

Every day you stand tall guarding our land

The crows may be leery, it's understood 

You are the best farmer's watch dog next to man

 

The crows come and fly away as do you spin

The field mouse isn't sure whether to stay

As your broom seems to move in the cool winds

Just love how you are stuffed with the barn hay

 

Your Straw hat never seems to blow or fall

Day or night you're the best  scarecrow ever

The cats and the dogs don't mess with you at all

Had you a brain, I'm sure you would be clever

 

Oh thanks dear Scarecrow for your fortitude

From us farmer's you have our gratitude  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Dove (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 14th, 2020 19:53
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • dusk arising

    Our local farmer has installed enhancements so that the scarecrow smells of curry and farts every once and a while.

    The crows can be seen forming a queue.

    Target practice.

    • Dove

      Curry is pungent, lol thanks for stopping by

    • Goldfinch60

      In our area we have an annual scarecrow competition and when you drive round there are some wonderful scarecrows in the front gardens - I just stand still in mine. 😁

      • Dove

        Awesome! Would be nice to see

      • orchidee

        Good write RB.
        I'm going nuts! I felt sorry for a scarecrow out in a field all night. I brought it indoors. Did I?! heehee.

        • Dove

          Awe, such a compassionate fellow

        • Lorna

          Great imagery........ I can smell the hay.... took me back to the horse farms and my horseman husband....

        • Dove

          Glad it evoked memories, thanks for stopping by

        • Neville


          Here in the middle of nowhere, there are several still scattered around ..
          they are not seen so often now though which is sad ..
          I guess that technology made most of em redundant ...
          A smashing little trip down a nostalgic lane for me RB ... Cheers



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