The Farmer’s Daughter

M Marilyn Lott Marilyn Lott
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He was ready to meet the lady That could perhaps be his mate Or just a moment of passion Didn’t know he’d meet his fate A guy called the Perpetrator Got a gal to be part of the trick He also found the Victim Found a place to make the ‘hit’ Spruced up and oh so handsome The Victim planned to use his charms For the farmer’s daughter would likely End up in his masculine arms On a dark night the Victim circled The deserted barn to meet the girl If everything went well Well, he’d sure give this girl a whirl Knowing she had a tyrant father Along with a couple of vicious dogs He’d have to be so careful In the darkened murky fog With the stage all finally set The poor guy didn’t know That there was an audience of people Who came to watch the show!

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