Earth Nurse

I’m famished, haven’t eaten, am starving to death, My hunger has never been worse, Could you please give me a little, small bit of food, And bury it into my Earth, Just a seed or three, or a tube stock tree, Maybe some hedge in a row, With a small drink of water and a nice bit of care, Just to help each little one grow, And where you plant it doesn’t matter at all, In a gully, or hill, or a field, And the more you grow, the better I get, My hunger and thirst’ll be healed, I’m famished, haven’t eaten, am starving to death, I need you to be my own farming nurse, And plant as many plants that you can, Into me, your own mother Earth.