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Farmers Poem
Farmers are our armors against hunger,
People who collect veggies and fruits, Not people who are posh or dress in suits.
We use them to our advantage And don't consider their heritage.
Farmers are our singers of nature, People who are underpaid, They are the people who should have a parade.
They pick our every grain, With dedication, sweat, and pain.
Farmers, we picture them as...
Saturday 27th March 2021 9:01 pm
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