From The Young Moonraker 1977, the 1977 Year Book of Wiltshire Federation Of Young Farmers Clubs:
Just A Thought
Farmer leaning on a gate
Wonders why he got up late
Jobs are few and far between
Would paint the fence but feeling mean.
Potato crop, dirty word,
Water shortage, things absurd,
Harvest done and time on hands.
Wonders where’s the promised land?
Equipment rusting, with lack of use
Not much on is old excuse,
Who knows what to sow this year
Some say oats have profit clear.
Now water up to knees again,
Kind weatherman he gives us rain,
Yes, but why is there such a lot?
Silly man know not how to stop.
Four wheel drive now so plain
Air conditioned cabs look all the same
Power steering and stereo game
Saves the farmer going lame.
Elm trees falling by the score
Gives sales boom to power saw,
If they twist and fall wrong way
Pick up the phone and call A.A.
Bushtail rabbit running wild.
Deer eating hay that’s piled.
Pheasants waiting for the bang,
And pigeons bombing labouring gang,
So many things to keep them snappy,
It’s being so miserable what keeps ’em happy.
Peter M. Scott, Warminster Y.F.C.