The Little Galloway

| August/September 1997

  • Galloway engine

  • Galloway engine

Rt 2 Box 135, Adams, Minnesota 55909

Here I stand in rain, snow, heat and cold,
the roof over my head is a mailbox of old.

My piston, rod and crank are gone,
so is my mag, got sold for a song.

I've stood here for near forty years,
I thirst for some gas and oil for my gears.

The children are gone now and on their heels,
the grandchildren come and spin my wheels.

I'm meant to separate cream and churn the butter,
to grind the corn and do wash for Mother.