Hello,

Here is a poem about the shambles which is being made of the current foot & mouth outbreak. The straight link between this outbreak and the BSE outbreak and the Salmonella outbreak is MAFF.

Also available as a song at:h

http://artists.mp3s.com/artist_song/1455/1455689.html

 

FFoot & Mouth - Pie in the Sky

by Charlotte Peters-Rock

 

They're turning our pigs into pie in the sky

They're piling lives high - selling cheap

The cattle are lowering price as they fry

Mint sauce is too late for the sheep

And nobody cares to insist that they stop

Each farmer is hunted alone

Soon meat from the world will be sold in each shop

Of British Meat - never a bone

We joined the EC and it said that no more

could slaughter-house sizes be small

So we shut em all down - now we cannot ignore

Great Britain's one great slaughter-hall

The Ministry men clad in wellies and white

are killing both broadly and ill

The army has got all our lambs in it's sight

And bleating won't stop the next kill

They're bawling 'disease-free' from pre-fabs at MAFF

Well what do they think we have got

If this is disease-free it sounds such a laugh

When the Dutch vaccinate on the spot

They're putting out rugs disinfectant and soap

They're leaving each carcase to lie

Then dragging it round the whole country in hope

disease will disperse bye and bye

In Cheshire - a dairying county of note

Dead-waggons have feet sticking out

As shot cows insist on their last rite - to vote

an spread the disease without doubt

Collect all your tickets for pie in the sky

Don't stop to reflect on just why

You're eating MAFF Pie as the animals die

Just eat up your pie in the sky

The barbeque smoke's spreading high in the air

An tourism's dead as a cow

As country folk tremble and grieve and despair

Ah Stop this stupidity now

There's bonfires burning to east an to west

There's farm children's tears in the night

To north and to south - yes they're truly obsessed

Just sack MAFF - It's not very bright

You'd think Foot & Mouth was The Black Death again

instead of a mild-ish disease

blown out of proportion by Ministry men

to bring farming folk to their knees

They're turning our pigs into pie in the sky

They're piling lives high - selling cheap

The cattle are lowering price as they fry

Mint sauce is too late for the sheep!

 

Copyright 2001 Charlotte Peters Rock

 

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