Susan’s Ode to Twine

Those who swear by duct tape may sneer at the thought that
there is a superior fix to tape.

Oh Twine You Are Divine, holding up the trough heater, and the hay feeder,
So the horses may dine, Oh Twine You Are Divine.

Oh Twine You Are Divine, Hanging barn art, adorning the cart, hands down
You are mine, Oh Twine You Are Divine.

Oh Twine You Are Divine, you’ll do for a rein, and mark off the lane,
You keep things in line, Oh Twine You Are Divine.

Oh Twine You Are Divine, you fasten the gate, when I’m running late,
You never make me pine, Oh Twine You Are Divine