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The County Fair
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Edwin C. Ranck


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Oh, let's go out to the county fair
And breathe the balmy country air,
And whittle a stick and look at the hosses,
Discuss the farmer's profit and losses.

We'll take a look at the country stock
And drink some milk from a dairy crock;
Look at the pigs and admire the chickens,
And try to forget it's hot as the dickens.

Forget there are any political rings
Just think of the butter and eggs and things;
So wash off the buggy and hitch up the mare,
And we'll all go out to the county fair.
 

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Edwin Carty Ranck was born in 1879 in Lexington, Kentucky. His father was a writer and newspaper editor. After attending Harvard, Edwin followed in his father's footsteps and became a journalist, writing at one point for the New York Times.


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erinsnana:
I love this!
Posted 06/09/2013 03:17 PM
Donna Pflueger:
What a great poem and what a happy poet! Thanks, Jayne for a Sunday morning "kick up yer step!"
Posted 06/09/2013 09:20 AM


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