JOY AND SORROW ON THE FARM

O bliss, O joy, O happy day,

the vedling cart wed the bale of hay!

O mip, O mop, O most sublime,

the barn door wept at the bell’s first chime.

The bell was happy, the barn door sad,

and the cart and the hay were gladder than glad.

O clip, O clop, O there’s a horse.

Shall we go inside where it’s safe? Of course.