Farmville

I Play. I think about it all day.
When it’s time for homework, I play.
In class. I am plotting my next move.
I dream about them creating a cove.
Maybe they will even create a bay.

I just brought some more bales of hay
for my horses. My crops will decay,
if I delay. A friend sent a dove.
I play.

I watch the pigs in their sties lay
in the mud. It’s time to plow. The horses neigh
constantly during the game. I drove
the red tractor through the fields. I love
to tend the crops And watch the flying Blue Jay.
I play.