Quantity of crops is a need
To feed people round the world
Enough goods is major deed
Cheap that anyone could afford
Although quality should prevail
Cause perfection is a charm
For all senses and the soul
It needs smart brain, brave arm
Few deluxe fruits are appetite
Smeared honey's detestable
How worth watermelon if white
How tasty water if potable
A trained man with high skill
Better than ten know nothing
Few researchers strive to fill
Our life with joy they do bring
People to knowledge should resort
To open mind not to fight
Life's short let live in comfort
Let dusk be cleared by light.
Thursday 25 September 2014
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