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Twenty-five miles east from town
Lies a ranch, which is my home.
With cows and sheep and goats all around,
There is plenty of room to roam.
It is fun, but sometimes I feel alone.
See, there are no other children around
Which means I have to have fun on my own
Which is really easy, I've found.
You can see lots of deer
Except during the big hunt,
Which doesn't seem clear,
Maybe Gods being blunt.
What I see most
Are nothing but does
Fencepost to fencepost,
Nose to nose.
I have five fun-loving pets
That smile from ear to ear.
Except when they go to the vet's
Which is only about once a year.
Three wild cats hang out here
And I think they need a home.
I'm sure they come from far and near
And are lost and all alone.
I know one day I'll move away.
My heart will moan and groan.
You see, I'll always want to stay
In this place that I call home.
