Let me tell you of the time I chanced upon a most unusual farm
Set picturesque amongst an orchard, I did not anticipate any harm
As I strolled along its well worn path, seeking shelter for the night
Between dappled rays of the setting sun, afore it slipped from sight
In such easy mood recalled the day, of how I came so far
And now to grace the farmers’ table, with the fame of Bellegar
And so then to the door and knock, my entrance to portend
The sound reverberated all throughout, as is its way to wend
Yet no answer for the moment, the next and yet another still
So on tippy-toes I leant across and peeked up through the window sill
To behold a rather curious sight, as I come across now and then
For sitting at the kitchen table was a pair of skeletons
All decked in farmer’s garb and pose, and each sporting quite the grin
I wondered what fate had befallen these, was it curse or was it sin?
The origin of undead farmers, and very successful or so I reckoned
As then one of them spotted me, and with bony hand did beckon
Well I would not refuse a welcome, so I strode within if rather wary
‘T was not like I’d face a horde of zombie cows, this was an orchard, not a dairy
And indeed my hosts proved generous, with apple cider, stew and pie
Apple everything and everywhere, I did not deem it polite to enquire why
That they did not partake of dinner, although they cooked it all the same
Communication was rather a bother frankly, they even showed no recognition of my name
Yet seemed to understand me, as they showed me to where I might rest
I even took a little mulled apple wine, at their skeletal behest
Such jolly, hospitable folk thought I, as I turned in to my bed
Finer hosts you would not find, though not the most talkative it must be said
And so I woke to apple porridge, chutney, jam, cake and other delights
It would seem my gracious hosts had been up cooking all the night
With no need of sleep perhaps, their labour could be unending more or less
Besides I suspect they get few visitors, call it a hunch or call it a guess
As they even seemed remiss to let me go, though grinned as they waved goodbye
When I set out upon my path once more, to greet a clear an endless sky
