No Forward Planning

The farmer was defeated, he leaned against a gate He’d known the harvest would be poor the crop was sown too late The fertiliser too was wrong and that had caused a panic, He’d used a super phosphate when he should have stayed organic. A dry spell in the early spring along with March winds blowing Had turned the land to desert dust and stopped the crop from growing When at last the rain arrived it turned into a flood Turning desert dried up fields into a sea of mud The July sun did not arrive, the harvest was disaster He cursed his men and whipped the mare to drive the creature faster Yet all along things had gone wrong, the moral here of course is You can’t improve a harvest cursing men and whipping horses A bad upset can happen when you leave things just to chance So cover all your options think them all through in advance It’s therefore worth remembering advice that you’ve just read If you want things to turn out well, then try to plan ahead