Old Farmer Jack

Old farmer Jack gazed on his wheat,   And feared the frost would nip it.

Said he, "it's nearly seven feet -   I must begin to strip 'it.

He stripped it with a stripper and   He bagged it with a bagger;

The bags were all so lumpy that   They made the bumper stagger.

The lumper staggered up the stack   Where he was told to stack it;

And Jack was paid and put the cash   Inside his linen jacket.