A Green Sonnett

Farmer Greening

He Keeps two rows of pennies by his stash
(as good a way as any to keep count)
When down to twenty-five he'll make a dash
replenish the original amount;

And folk visit all hours of the day
to get a penny-count or two of smoke.
(He only asks at night they stay away;
not want to catch the eye of certain folk

Whom, like Sheriff John Brown, might come to hate
our misanthropic hero in farm duds.)
He'll never turn away a needy soul;
he always has the kindness to partake
out of his own supply of 'sample buds'
and help adjust bad attitudes through bowls.

jim aka Cygnus

May I someday be just like my hero, folk...

Slainte!

Cygnus