Newfoundland declares war on the U.S.A.

President Barack Obama was in the Oval Office when his telephone rang.
“Hallo, President Obama ” a heavily accented voice said. “This is Archie, up ere at the Harp Seal Pub in Badger’s Cove , Newfoundland , Canada , he? I am callin’ to tells ya dat we are officially declaring war on ya!”
“Well Archie,” Barack replied, “This is indeed important news !
How big is your army ?”
“Right now,” said Archie, after a moments calculation “there is myself, me cousin Harold , me next-door-neighbor Mick, and the whole dart team from the pub. That makes eight!”
Barack paused. “I must tell you Archie that I have one million men in my army waiting to move on my command.”
“Wow,” said Archie. “I’ll have at call ya back!”
Sure enough, the next day, Archie called again. ” Mr. Obama , the war is still on! We have managed to acquire some infantry equipment!”
“And what equipment would that be Archie?” Barack asked.
“Well sir, we have two combines, a bulldozer, and Harry ‘s farm tractor.”
President Obama sighed. “I must tell you Archie, that I have 16,000 tanks and 14,000 armored personnel carriers. Also I’ve increased my army to one and a half million since we last spoke.”
“Lord above”, said Archie, “I’ll be getting back to ya.”
Sure enough, Archie rang again the next day.. ” President Obama , the war is still on! We have managed to git ourselves airborne! We up an’ modified Harrigan’s ultra-light wit a couple of shotguns in the cockpit, and four boys from the Legion have joined us as well!”
Barack was silent for a minute then cleared his throat. “I must tell you Archie that I have 10,000 bombers and 20,000 fighter planes. My military complex is surrounded by laser-guided, surface-to-air missile sites. And since we last spoke, I’ve increased my army to TWO MILLION!”
“Jumpins,” said Archie, “l’ll have at call youse back.”
Sure enough, Archie called again the next day. ” President Obama ! I am sorry to have to tell you dat we have had to call off dis ‘ere war.”
“I’m sorry to hear that” said Barack . “Why the sudden change of heart?”
Well, sir,” said Archie, “we’ve all sat ourselves down and had a long chat over a bunch of pints, and come to realize dat dere’s no way we can feed two million prisoners..”

The 30-some years of milking cows

Are drawing to an end

With many mixed emotions

Parting with these old friends.

The milk checks kept us going

They certainly paid the way

But with machinery wearing out

There’s breakdowns every day.

One learns a whole new vocabulary

When one milks cows twice a day

‘Cause when they kick you more than once

I swear you’ll make them pay.

No more feed bills for these critters

No more cleaning supplies to buy

A whole new lifestyle awaits us

This change won’t make me cry.

Wintertime brought frozen pipes

Ice and snow brought pain

Summertime, we fought the flies

With ankle-deep mud from all the rain.

If ever I get melancholy

I’ll think about the worst

Then I’ll check my finances

With very little in my purse.

Farming’s been a good life

But it will be a great relief

Not having to milk those doggone cows

Seven days a week!

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