pets & livestock
- tini
- Iron-clad, feather-feet pounding the dust An Octobers day, towards evening Sweat embossed veins standing proud to the plough Salt on a deep chest, seasoning Heavy horses move the land under me Behind the plough gliding, slipping and sliding free And now your´e down to the few and there´s no work to do The tractor´s on its way jethro tull