Old Farmer Jack

Old farmer Jack gazed on his wheat,

  And feared the frost would nip it.

Said he, "it's nearly seven feet -

  I must begin to strip 'it.

He stripped it with a stripper and

  He bagged it with a bagger;

The bags were all so lumpy that

  They made the bumper stagger.

The lumper staggered up the stack

  Where he was told to stack it;

And Jack was paid and put the cash

  Inside his linen jacket.