He’s not real

He stands in the center of the fields of corn
If he only could he would blow his horn
But hes just a scarecrow
he isn’t real
With no human flesh he cannot feel

His dirty clothes are raggy and torn
from blowing in the wind
he is covered in corn
He stands eternal from dusk till dawn
Oh Mr Scarecrow
you cannot mourn

Just shake your body on a windy day
Make sure you chase the birds away
The farmer he needs the seeds to stay
Do what you want and do what you may

Yon scaremonger hasn’t got a human brain as he stands soaking wet in the pouring rain
But he is a scarecrow that brings such joy to every girl and every boy
They love to see what you do wear
So you see our friend we really care