“Whatcha got there, Billy”? asked the farmer.The farmer was out working in the yard when little Billy from down the street came along, whistling a tune, and tossing something into the air and catching it.“Duck tape…..I’m going to town to get some ducks….”
“Billy” said the farmer, shaking his head, “don’t get your hopes up….that’s
not how it works……”
A few hours later here came Billy….a duck under each arm!A few days later here comes Billy again, rolling a big bundle of wire.
“Whatcha doin’ Billy”? He asked again.
I’m takin’ this chicken wire to town…gonna get some chickens….”
“Billy, I told you, that’s not the way it works”.Later that afternoon the farmer watched Billy head home with a chicken
under each arm.About a week went by, and the farmer was out in the yard again,
and along comes Billy carrying a bunch of sticks.“Whatcha got there, Billy”? the farmer inquired.
“Got some pussywillows” replied the boy.
“Wait” replied the farmer, “I’ll get my coat……..!