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toubab1020
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 Posted - 10 Jul 2012 : 14:14:01
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Might help Gambian farmers,but there again the first couple of lines of this poem might put them off !!
Better leave this sort of great enterprise to the Indians and Arabs perhaps.
Let the wealthy and great live in splendor and state.
I envy them not, I declare it,
For I grow my own rams, my own ewes, my own lambs,
And I shear my own fleece and I wear it.
By plowing and sowing and reaping and mowing
All nature provides me with plenty-
With a cellar well stored and a plentiful board,
And my garden affords every dainty.
For here I am king. I can dance, drink and sing.
Let no one approach as a stranger.
I will hunt when it's quiet. Come on, let us try it!
Dull thinking drives anyone crazy.
I have lawns and bowers. I have fruits and flowers,
And the lark is my morning alarmer.
So you jolly boys now, here's godspeed the plow.
Long life and success to the farmer.
Source,for Momodou & Kobo 
http://hillshepherd.blogspot.co.uk/2008/05/god-speed-plow-farmers-arms-or-success.html
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"Simple is good" & I strongly dislike politics. You cannot defend the indefensible.
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