Lightening the mood a little.
The Farmer's son stood at his door
As a car drew up at the gate.
A stranger came walking up the path
Saying 'Hi! How are you, Mate.'
'I'm fine', said the boy,'But I'm on my own;
My parents have gone into town.'
The stranger looked down and scuffed his feet
And frowned an angry frown.
'I have to see your father, son,
About a problem, see'
'I'm sure I can help', replied the boy,
'You can rely on me.
Do you want to borrow a spade, maybe?
I'd be glad to help you out.
My Dad says I'm his right-hand man.'
Said the stranger 'I've no doubt.
But I'd like to see your Bertie
If your parents aren't around.'
'He's out as well,' young Bill replied,
'At the market, I'll be bound.'
Then the stranger impatiently blurted out
His message to the boy.'
'It's about your brother, Bertie,
Having sex with my daughter, Joy!'
Then young Bill scratched his head and said
'It's expensive, that's for sure.
It's five hundred dollars for our bull.
Bertie is bound to cost more!'