Gods Own Country
Much has been written about Gods own Country
About lakes and rivers and seas
Much has been said about beautiful flowers
And plants and bushes and trees
Enough has been spoken of verdent green pastures
And rolling hills and dales
Mountains so high they are touching the sky
And oceans with fishes and Whales
What about things that nobody thinks of
Tiny insects and spiders and slugs
Nothing is written of greenfly or beetles
Of woodlice or little black bugs
We don't hear a thing about earwigs and fleas
Or midges and buzzing black and gold bees
But without flies and snails and things on the list
And all other creepy crawlies I've missed
God's Glorious Country would never exist.
22/02/12
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