2017
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I am a small bacterium, my life is one of toil
I live with millions of my friends, deep down within the soil.
Now the job we’ve done for millennia, the profession in which we take part
Is one of soil conditioning, we keep soil in good heart.
But my friends and I are worried, we can’t understand the reason why
The raw material we need to do our job, has ceased falling from the sky.
Some say it’s going to a digester plant, to power someone’s car
Others that the veggies have banned all livestock, (we always knew they’d go too far!)
But whatever is the reason, be it accident or just badly planned
If you try to do without us, your soils will turn to sand.
Fred Cactus