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Damn You Bastards With Water
Dam you bastards with water; I think you all are coots While I watch the weather everyday and plead for rain filled fronts I’m not some greedy bastard, which wants to grow more grass I need my stock to have a drink, and save their thirsty arse Don’t get me wrong, I’m not some greenie, with an axe to grind In many areas our futures, are unbelievably intertwined But for god sake, sit back and think, just how lucky that you are Because all that water that you waste, well some comes from my jar. I can’t but help, smile a wry grin, when the irrigation stops As the whinging starts, about the loss in cash, as profit production drops Your stock still have water, to pour straight down their throats Water troughs filled to the brim, not erectile dysfunction floats I see your places from the hill, circles of dark green crops and grass Metal robots, pissing water, creatures born of greed; I have to sigh alas There’s more to farming than factory farms and copious quantities of water Deciding on paper, which animals must go, on the truck to slaughter. So please forgive me when I wish on you, pestilence and misery May your cereals wilt, stock get the shits, and your profits become history I’m not some greedy bastard, of extra dry matter I have no need If my stock just had clean water to drink, from my anxiety I’d be freed
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