Look at the mess the cows made in Grandma's garden. We took the fence away so they could find something to eat when we were having a drought. They knocked over our chairs and had a good old time. Now weren't those some naughty cows. Evenone knows you have to pick up what you knock over. Right Maria?
This is a story for you Maria. It is called Morning on Grandma's Farm.
Morning on Grandma's Farm
The rooster crows Cock-a-doodle-doo! It is time to get up. It is morning on Grandma's farm.
Grandma throws the covers back and gets out of bed. It is still dark outside.
She combs her hair. She puts on her overalls, and pulls on her boots.
It is chore time on the farm. The door creaks as Grandma goes outside, and all the animals know it is feeding time on Grandma's farm.
The donkeys are waiting. Moaning Myrtle and Baby start braying. Hurry up Grandma!
The cows are waiting. Fiona and Sir Poopsalot start mooing. Hurry up Grandma!
The horses are waiting. Thunder Hooves tosses his head and whineys. Hurry up Grandma!
The chickens are waiting. Cluck, cluck, cluck. Hurry up Grandma!
Grandma gets busy feeding all the animals and finally everyone is happy.
There is only the sound of animals eating.
Now, it is time to go inside and feed Grandma!
I hope you like my story Maria. I love you so, so, so much.
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