I like Oil  DO YOU LIKE A LITTLE COWBOY ENERGY POETRY NOW AND THEN? WE SURE DO! So here's the best example we've seen in a long time. If it don't make you smile, you maybe ought to go clean out your cuss box some. I LIKE OIL by Baxter Black, DVM from his column ON THE EDGE OF COMMON SENSE I must confess I like oil and I like factory farming And I think factory health care is absolutely charming And factory education lets us school the huddled masses While Conoco and off shore rigs produce our natural gasses. Factory transportation is a middle seat in coach It's soccer moms in minivans, the thrifty man's approach. If there ain't no fancy Lear jet parked outside your bungalow It still means you can pack your lunch and stand in line and go! I love the pharmaceuticals who've given us new life From cancer cures to botox shots, reduced our stress and strife And doubled up our life span, though you hear them cursed a lot By the very ones whose world they've changed, I guess they just forgot? Forgot that all the coal they hate gave birth to industry That heats our homes and gives us cars and opportunity And jobs, and time to stop and rest, take respite from the toil. We built a country, good and great, with blood and sweat and oil. There's some who sneer and denigrate what we call factory farming Though we can feed the multitudes, they find it most alarming "They're using everything," they say, "to make it more efficient. And cheaper for the common folks." Do they think that they're omniscient? Folks, there's nothing wrong with gardens or organic, we all know The problem is most can't afford food that costs so much to grow. If the world was a perfect place, the 'complaining' crowd's ideal We'd have no impact on the earth, bananas with no peel, Forests without clear cut tracts, factories without smoke, No endless freeways, windmill farms, no global warming jokes. But none of us, 'specially farmers like the crowding and pollution But with the help of oil and gas, there came a revolution Where people could find work to live, and improve their situation And farmers who could feed themselves, were asked to feed the nation. And we who till and mine and build your malls and schools unending Leave footprints with each concrete pour that take millennia in mending The search to give us all good lives, and all…not just a few, Should also strive to make our tracks less harmful when we do. So here we sit on God's green earth, each one a worker bee Contributing our own small part to have prosperity And I for one am thankful what oil and factory farming gave For if we'd stopped each time they whined, we'd still live in a cave! Used with author permission from his column "On The Edge of Common Sense" Now, wasn't that just a hoot? And so true, so true... We liked it so much here at CDFE, we thought we'd tell you how to get more of Baxter Black, cowboy poet, former large animal veterinarian and observer of the cracks in the universe. Our kind of guy. Go see him at: Coyote Cowboy Company P.O. Box 2190 Benson, AZ 85602 (800) 654-2550 www.baxterblack.com PUT UP WITH THE GREEN AGENDA AND YOU RICHLY DESERVE THE POVERTY YOU ARE ABOUT TO GET |
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