The price of feed is high,

Eggs are sold for naught;

But the market seems to take delight

And oleo is being bought.

There is a depression going on,

That causes furrows in the brow

Wheat and corn are sold as gifts,

But that is old news now.

The farmer raises twice as much

As he did some years ago;

The old plow doesn't scour well,

In being twice as low.

The farmer lives a storm-tossed life,

Like a rowboat in the sea

He's up and down, and twirled about,

But he still can smile, by Gee!

—“Tough Going”

ARTHUR JOHNSON

Iowa Agriculturalist

(February 1931)