Red Tape
Asset rich and cash poor
Farming’s now a constant war
Stupid rules; I’ve had enough
It’s getting hard and bloody rough.
More rules and forms come everyday
A thousand bastards want their say!
Some greenie wants to save my trees
Another thinks I’m killing bees.
Needs records now for spreading fert
Fence creeks and streams, yes every squirt.
Fluoro signs for all the dangers
Map some nature, for DOC rangers.
Give Queens chain access to the water
Whoops! Electric fence just zapped your daughter
Should I try and stop the sun
Would hate a “guest” to burn his bum.
Need consent now to change your view
SAFE cries foul on baa-ing ewes.
Should I read to stock at night?
Not too scary. Can’t cause them fright.
Drought.
Decision made. Poor stock to sale
Yay! Some do good bastard threatened jail.
Everyone is taking aim
Shall I hang my head in shame?
Got some weeds, must get them gone
So I spray them. I’m still wrong!
On a quad? Well protect your noggin’
I suppose next they'll want a public floggin’
Give me space to do my job
Right, sod off now and shut your gob.
* Department of Conservation
** The equivalent of PETA
Copyright © Mark Woods | Year Posted 2017
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