Scorpio Wednesday

Old Macdonald, we are told, had a farm. What lived on that farm, is subject to change, depending on who is singing the song. There are some significant discrepancies about which animals live there, and even what noises they make. I often wonder what kind of enterprise Old Macdonald enjoys. Maybe she has ventured out into glamping pods? If you had a farm, what would we find there? If you have been burying your head in the sand, now is a good time to look at what is going on. If you can bring yourself to listen, you may yet find a chorus you can resonate with.

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