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Eighteen hundred and ninety-one / For good crops it leads the van;
As land had blessed showers of rain, / Which brought abundant crops of grain.
Not scorched with heat, the air was cool, / And the ears were large and full;
Forty bushel to the acre / Makes flour that delights the baker.
None ever saw such crops as these, / So great the yield of oats and peas;
Fifty bushels to the acre / Makes us grateful to our maker.