The Jonathan Project
I the Gypsy Moth a much hunted breed
this is my companion, the Citris Beetle
he lives with me.
Sought after daily, we run the gauntlet
through thicket and thorn, grass and
trees, we are not appreciated like the
honey bees.
Ore' hill and dale we run we hide, the
Department of Agriculture is closing
in on every side,hot on our trail hot
on our heels, lets make a run for it
there's a field.
These men in space are vigilant ,even
in the UK ,so catch a mad cow, find a
cure for bird flu or whatever it is that
you do, leave us alone, have a nice day
and don't forget to spray.
Josette Marie LouiseLager
Copyright@2005
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