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.
