Farmer Fred got out of bed and went to see his
He stopped to check the tractor and stopped to check the plow.
He saw some ears of corn lying piled up on the ground.
He looked around and listened, but did not hear a sound.
“Who’s been into the corn?” Farmer Fred grew a frown.
“It’s not yellow anymore. It’s dying. It is brown.”
He tossed the corn onto the ground and continued on his way,
Feeling very happy that his barn was full of hay.
Molly cow was munching down some oats and piles of grain.
“Have you seen who ate my corn?” Farmer Fred felt a drop of rain.
“I’d better gather up my tools. You stay here Molly cow.
I’ll be right back; you’re safe in here at least for now.”
As he rushed here and there he spotted Percy pig,
Who sat in the mud all by himself eating corn and fig.
“Aha!” The farmer pointed at Percy, with a scowl.
“It’s you who’s eating all my corn! It’s not the sheep or fowl.”
The rain came down, but Farmer Fred, pulled Percy to the barn
And tied him up with lots of strong yellow and red yarn.
“That’ll teach you. Stay in here and no more corn! You hear?”
Then Farmer Fred rushed to his cow. “How are you, Molly dear?”
The rain stopped pouring, the animals all ran out to feel the sun;
All except poor Percy pig, who’d not be having fun!
He never ate the corn again, but lay quietly in the mud.
Watching Molly cow each time she chewed her grassy cud.