29 May 2012
Slurry slurry everywhere
It's all that I can smell,
Hanging thickly in the air
Choking, this is hell!
Some say the smell of the countryside
I think that it's just vile,
I think I'll just stay inside
And watch the meadows on Countryfile.
All of this is just too much
For my delicate little nose
I've lived in these parts my whole life as such
And I should know how this goes
But the stench never ceases to amaze
And it clings to clothes and hair,
In the fields, in the car,
In the house, it's everywhere!
Slurry slurry all around,
Farmers pack it in
All these odours from the ground
Are really quite a sin!
Slurry slurry breathe it in,
It does pack quite a clout.
The brigade is coming! Tankers here!
Oh dear folks! Watch out!
Slurry Lament • Opuss № I