After a struggle
they took me from my farm
Farmers always fight
to stay on their land
Weather, banks
and the nuthouse
are three of our biggest threats
And bugs of course
I filled my suitcase
with my special blend of
DDT and Arsenic
It had always worked for me before
but they yelled at me
and took my case
and put it in the attic
They said they’d give it back when I left
but I knew they would never let me out
In the meantime
the power of my pesticide
did secret battle
with my enemies