The farmer
raised his hand
In
cheerful recognition
The
engineer stopped is car
He had a
proposition
The
engineer stepped out the car
To the
combined harvester Walked
It had
seemed an eon
Since
these two pals had talked
The
combine harvester blocked the road
While the
two old friends chatted
Such a
pleasant sunny day
Good crack
is all that matter
While they
struck a bargain
For
maintenance of machinery
On such a
pleasant day
with good crack in pleasant scenery
From a
flask they toasted well
Of the
future, and of trade
Its
strange they said to see no cars
On this
sunny day god made
Behind the
combined harvester
Stretching
far and trying patients
Behold a
massive traffic jam
Straining
country/town relations
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