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Our Tractor Man Our tractor man is doing What he really likes to do: Clearing snow. He suits my mental man-with-plow. Trading pig and cow For gear he likes to sit inside; The tractor hut; Tranquil woods to clear and saw, Chop and cut; Tractor wheel, forest smell, Alone deciding what to fell. Muddy potholes in the spring, Flood and crud his tractor´s thing. Nicely chubby, Slightly tubby; Sixty odd, His tractor and the woods his God. I esteem this earthy man Dharma bound to seasoned stars That fix the farmer life and plan Unchangeable and stable. Our Tractor Man passed away 2016. Our Tractor Man 3.4.2003 (revised 11.19.2016) Circling Round Nature; Circling Round Time; Special People, Special Occasions; Birth. Death & In Between II; Arlene Corwin our devoted tractor man who plowed our road in the winter.
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Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 3:11 PM UTC
Our Tractor Man
Our Tractor Man Our tractor man is doing What he really likes to do: Clearing snow. He suits my mental man-with-plow. Trading pig and cow For gear he likes to sit inside; The tractor hut; Tranquil woods to clear and saw, Chop and cut; Tractor wheel, forest smell, Alone deciding what to fell. Muddy potholes in the spring, Flood and crud his tractor´s thing. Nicely chubby, Slightly tubby; Sixty odd, His tractor and the woods his God. I esteem this earthy man Dharma bound to seasoned stars That fix the farmer life and plan Unchangeable and stable. Our Tractor Man passed away 2016. Our Tractor Man 3.4.2003 (revised 11.19.2016) Circling Round Nature; Circling Round Time; Special People, Special Occasions; Birth. Death & In Between II; Arlene Corwin our devoted tractor man who plowed our road in the winter.
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Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 3:11 PM UTC
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