Foot And Mouth
by 
poemsgalore
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Posted: Monday, May 26, 2003 Word Count: 76 Summary: I'm sure most of you will remember the Foot and Mouth epidemic that spread across the UK a couple of years ago. This was written in the middle of it all. As I live in a fairly rural area, it affected us in a small way and I witnessed it first hand. |
Foot And Mouth
No children are playing
down in the lane.
No dog owners walking
their pets in the rain.
The parks have all closed
and the footpaths are blocked;
the farms are all shut
with their gates firmly locked.
All racing is cancelled,
the countryside's still;
no cows in the pasture
on top of the hill.
The lambs have all vanished
the pigsties are bare.
The stench of burnt flesh
fills the damp morning air.
No children are playing
down in the lane.
No dog owners walking
their pets in the rain.
The parks have all closed
and the footpaths are blocked;
the farms are all shut
with their gates firmly locked.
All racing is cancelled,
the countryside's still;
no cows in the pasture
on top of the hill.
The lambs have all vanished
the pigsties are bare.
The stench of burnt flesh
fills the damp morning air.