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Hollywood, Kansas

Good old Southern wisdom dictates

That nobody can be hotter

Than a woman with the privilege

Of being a farmer’s daughter.

Now a lot of celebrities try

Via paying a lot of money

To get hotter through plastic surgery

But they end up looking funny.

Meanwhile, farms in general

Are losing cash with every crop.

Now I share a solution

To make both these problems stop:

Aging celebrities pay a subscription

To be adopted by the farmers

Who’ll do less growing vegetables

And more of raising charmers.

The world gets better affordable food

And less of the adjective “botched”

And films starring 40+ actresses

Might actually start to get watched!

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The Farmer’s Breakup

If you see a cow

Running o’er the fields of Maine

Please tell her that I was wrong

And to please come home again.

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Selling The Farm

As “My Little Pony” kids grow up

We must change our products, of course.

I’d like to propose a new toy line:

I call it, “My Big Ass Horse.”

It targets a new demographic

To break into a market we lack.

We’ll have all shapes and sizes of horses

In all colors, as long as they’re black.

We’ll distinguish this new product

From our competitors in this way:

These will be full-size, living horses

That you need to feed every day.

We can have spin-off products

Like “My cattle,” “my sheep,” “my mouse,”

“My dolphin,” “my armadillo,”

And, for those who like pigs, “my spouse.”

I know that this line will bring income

To our struggling toy company,

And I bring it to your attention

Because I have the inventory.

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