RANTS FOR SALE
There's humor in the field, behind the fence
Take a look as you drive by, by happenstance
Just in case you're short by any chance,
Here you can get a full load of pure rants
Like all farmers and ranchers, when crops are good
An overabundance accumulates, which ain't good
So, off to market they go, just like they should
And sometimes they put the message up on an old piece of wood
Rants for sale or lease, by the dozen or individually
According to the old sign hanging from the old swingletree
When you just don't have enough rants to clearly see,
Here's a rancher who's got a few extra he'd like to lease
© 2025 / Brian McNeal
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