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New Farm Tractor
Snub nose, the guts of twenty mules are in your
cylinders and transmission.
The rear axles hold the kick of twenty Missouri
jackasses.
It is in the records of the patent office and the ads
there is twenty horse power pull here.
The farm boy says hello to you instead of twenty
mules — he sings to you instead of ten span of
mules.
A bucket of oil and a can of grease is your hay and
oats.
Rain proof and fool proof they stable you anywhere
in the fields with the stars for a roof.
I carve a team of long ear mules on the steering wheel
— it's good-by now to leather reins and the songs
of the old mule skinners.