<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=566982" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>October on the Sheep Range</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There ain't no leaves to turn to gold-<br>There ain't a tree in sight-<br>In other ways the herder's told<br>October's come, all right.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jest like ten thousand souls, all lost,<br>The wind howls-ain't it nice!-<br>The water-hole is froze acrost<br>With crinkly-crackly ice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sheep bed down before the sun<br>Has hit the rim of hills;<br>The prairie wolves are on the run<br>To make their nightly kills.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But kyards are sayin', 'Solitaire,'<br>The bacon's fryin' prime;<br>The old sheep wagon's free from care<br>In late October time.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Arthur+Chapman">Arthur Chapman</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=566982" data-title="October on the Sheep Range de Arthur Chapman" data-description="There ain't no leaves to turn to gold- There ain't a tree in sight- In other ways the herder's told October's come, all right. Jest like ten thousand souls, all lost, The wind howls-ain't it nice!- The water-hole is froze acrost With crinkly-crac..."></div> </div> </div>

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