Left Behind
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Walter, who is quite elderly is resting peacefully
on the front porch of a nursing home in the country,
when he sees a cloud of dust up the road.
He watches a farmer approaching, with a wagon.
"Good afternoon!" hollers out Walter.
"Afternoon," says the farmer.
"Where you headed?" asks Walter.
"Town."
"What do you have in the wagon?" Walter continued.
"Manure."
"Manure, eh? What do you do with it?"
"I spread it over my strawberries," the farmer says
matter-of-factly.
"Well," says Walter, "you should come over here
for lunch someday. We use whipped cream."
on the front porch of a nursing home in the country,
when he sees a cloud of dust up the road.
He watches a farmer approaching, with a wagon.
"Good afternoon!" hollers out Walter.
"Afternoon," says the farmer.
"Where you headed?" asks Walter.
"Town."
"What do you have in the wagon?" Walter continued.
"Manure."
"Manure, eh? What do you do with it?"
"I spread it over my strawberries," the farmer says
matter-of-factly.
"Well," says Walter, "you should come over here
for lunch someday. We use whipped cream."
