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Owd Fred, wi' yankee tractor, blue, not red,

Wonderin' what world were comin' to

In his head,

Old ways were gone

Yanks wi' tanks sang a brand new swan song

Massey Fergusons, Fords, John Deers roared,

Up the lanes to plough, to spray

Pesticides in every way

Nook, cranny, kill

The soil,

Till,

The earth being barren had to be resprayed

With fertilizers that flayed

The the lives of all that live

On the land with

Sweat, toil,

Combine Harvesters grabbed the spoil

Owd Fred, indebted to the hilt

Saw the innocent victims whose blood spilt

In the Silent Spring

Where no birds were on the wing

For all lay bare

Owd Fred could but stop, stare,

Wonder where

Humanity had hit

The bottom of a bottomless pit

A place of hell

Where Finance fanned the flames of plumes and fumes

Polluting the sky

Obliterating moons

Suns

Stars

Owd Fred could but stare and wonder

Was there really life on Mars

Would folks flit there

In a New age

Where space tourism was all the rage

Or

Was it all a passing phase afore

A return to those wondrous days of Yore?

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Wow 👍🤠