A Rhyme for a Mug (to US Farm Report)

Was never a Farmer but Did drive a Tractor,
Perhaps you’ll Consider that as a Factor?
Worked for a Dealer while in my Teens,
A Summer Job – A Money Means.

They had a Repo – Tractor and Baler,
I was Sent down – Return to Retailer.
Forty Miles back did Not have a Wreck,
Wiped Out most Road Signs along my Trek.

Seven-Six now – my Tractor days Over,
Spending my Days – Retirement Clover.
Purpose in Writing this Rhyme as it Stands,
Take an Old Red Mug off of Your Hands.