Column: A Dear John letter for a John Deere
It's been a long winter, so I was out in the machine shed, checking batteries, shoveling some snow, being bored with winter, but still, a little grateful that I didn't have to mow grass yet. I heard sobbing from over in the corner.
It was John Deere the Riding Mower, crying his heart out. Blackie Blazer the Chevy Snow Plow, who was parked next to John Deere the Riding Mower, looked at me and shrugged his fenders, said: "I don't know what's wrong with him, but he's sure upset."
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