This is your new blog post. Click here and start typing, or drag in elements from the top bar. The parts man slowly shook his head, Then grumbled as he frowned. “I guess it looks to me like You tried for one more round.” I said, “I hope that you can match
The pieces that I found. I guess I darkened up the paint On that one last round.” I noticed things were not just right; I thought I heard a sound. But I could finish up that truck If it made just one last round. The shift would then be over, The guys all homeward bound. Then I’ll have time to fix it up After one more round. I can’t see it anyway ’Til I twist way around. I’ll stop and take a better look After one more round. The smoke cloud isn’t all that thick; It’s just begun to pound. I sure think that it will hold While I make one more round. Most things are still quite in place, Not dragging on the ground. I’ll be closer to the service truck If I make one more round. The King of Optimism I guess I should be crowned, For thinking there was any chance To make it one more round.
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Write Field column is written by David Kragnes. David farms near Felton, MN. He is a former Chairman of American Crystal Sugar Co., and currently serves on the board of directors of CoBank.
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