Sam's Farm

• Sam Buchanan, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2007

I am Sam,
and I don’t like ham.

I live on a farm,
but not in a barn.

We grow wheat,
but we don’t have sheep.

We have a creek,
that isn’t very deep.

We have a header,
which is like a shredder.

We spray,
almost every day.

We have a big house,
but there is sometimes a mouse.

We have a big dog,
that looks like a frog.


THE END

By Sam Buchanan