Tractors August 9, 2012 · by bethnyland · in Poetry. · Day 222 prompt: Tractors Minneapolis-Moline Tractor (Photo credit: phigits) My dad’s were orange Minneapolis Moline Other guys drove IH—all red Or John Deere—so green I could have been embarrassed But I didn’t know enough All I saw was machinery That could plant and pull and stuff Pass this along ...Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...