Farming

Some things are a given When you work upon the land You can always guarantee Things will not go to plan The minute you're in charge And everyone has gone away A problem will crop up Promptly ruining your day You go out to see the cattle Checking their welfare And find the electric fence is off And the paddock is now bare Have they gone down in the bush? No the problem is worse, of course They're over at the neighbours - Up a gully in the bloody gorse