ALFALFA POEM 



"What is the crop that always pays, 

 And will mature in forty days, 

 Resisting drought, the frost, the heat 

 Whose roots reach down one hundred feet?" 

 ALFALFA 



"What makes the swine so healthy feel, 

 And never raise a hungry squeal, 

 That wholesome food that never fails 

 To put three curls into their tails?" 

 ALFALFA 



"What makes all other stock look nice, 

 And bring the highest market price, 

 ; Wtiat: fills the milk pail, feeds the calf, 

 ;4nl Jftakes the old cow almost laugh?" 

 ALFALFA 



(Anon.) 







