Poor Old MacDonald finally passed away on Christmas Day.

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Old MacDonald bought the farm.

He died on Christmas Day.

It was a sad time for the farm animals.

The horses bade goodbye and said, “Nay.”

The roosters sang, “Cock-a-doodle-doo.”

The pigs cried, “Oink oink.”

The ducks bellowed out, “Quack quack.”

The cows moaned, “Moo.”

The chickens weeped and said, “Peep, peep.”

And Mrs. MacDonald sold the farm

To a clown by the name of Ronald.

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  • LitWurst on Dec 5, 2009

    Hahaha, you have managed to bring about the saddest possible outcome. Impressive.

  • Faith Hodge on Dec 5, 2009

    Surprised me!!! I am still laughing. This is so funny. Thanks for making me laugh. Well composed1

  • Darla Cooke on Dec 5, 2009

    Great poem! :)

  • K.Reshma on Dec 5, 2009

    Nice one, from tragedy to comedy

  • abhishek40914 on Dec 5, 2009

    good one

  • LovelyWolf on Dec 7, 2009

    very comedic! Thank you!

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