BALLAD OF THE BACK ROAD FARMER

The price of eggs is down again, I’m glad that I am not a hen;

Just think of all the work it takes to lay an egg

And then the aches from sitting on a cold, cold nest, with just some feathers for a vest.

Our grain, it doesn’t bring much cash, and yet, we really pay for mash,

But that’s one thing the hens do need,

Though it takes more than chicken feed to buy the stuff that keeps them fed,

And that’s what keeps us in the red.

And now I hear you folks from town

Just saying prices should stay down,

But if the prices drop a dime –  the farmer loses every time.

For every ten cents prices drop, the farmer takes an eight-cent chop.

A little drop can cause us pain and bring us loss instead of gain.

There’s one more thing that you should know – no matter how the prices go,

When buying eggs, remember then, each one’s a day’s work, for a hen. – H.M. Self, Bancroft.