Carrots, Peas and all the things Yann sees

are just many of the things

that Yann never really sees

He hops and skips all day long

to no end of his journey

where the roast beef has gone

long live our kingdom of fathers

who cooked and fried our daily beef

from the mountains of jahova

to the seas of dakota

it is time to put this poem to closer

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Brian Holmes

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