our very existence is now thanks to you
in jeopardy, BSE means just a few
can take on these pr9nouncements, for they
will worry the life out of them from today
there was a time when GOD given grass
we chewed upon knowing that it was first class
the odd Dandelion and wild herbs at our feet
we loved how they tasted so incredibly sweet
but then of course Mr Anonymous Git
fed us on cows and the shit quickly hit
the fan, BSE was like the 3 letter word
it appears you have not learned much
from what has occurred
from now tis proposed that toxic waste ash
can be sold to the farmers to generate cash
for those poor sods like the quarryman kilns to the fore
who burns toxic waste
breaking Natural Law
we might only be cows but how long have we stood
around watching you,watching us and we should
advise you observing We are sorry that we
believe man alone gave the world BSE
so to burn toxic chemicals and breathe them in
is to our minds Dear Sirs a considerable sin
but to then have the nerve to collect up the ash
and add to our food
its remarably brash
calcium thats what tis said, that it be
and this muck will fortify milk instantly
and are you prepared for what will be for sure
till this moment we looked up to you
But no more
poem written 21/8/1996