Gardener's Manifesto- Mulehead
If you think about it it's not that much work,
For God has provided the sun and the dirt,
and all you really need is water, sweat, and seed.
Break up the ground with shovel and hoe,
drop the seeds in and pray they grow,
you know you done your part to meet the neighboorhood need.
Dear brothers won't you come,
lend a hand to the revolution,
and silence the fascists that say it can't be done.
And when the fruits of your labor spring forth from the ground,
you can laugh at people who pay for produce by the pound,
for some chemical covered veggies that they could have grown themselves.
Cause who knows what they sprayed on them greens,
or how old the kids were that picked them beans,
or how long the foods been sitting on the shelf.
Dear brothers won't you come,
lend a hand to the revolution,
and silence the fascists that say it can't be done.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
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