Here's Alison: The Share-Milkers' Meeting
Years ago the New Zealand Federated Farmers had a special meeting for the share milkers in the area where Alison Ross lives. Unfortunately not as many turned up as were expected. A scathing article appeared in their next magazine asking whether they were all dead or asleep. Alison wrote the following poem and sent it to them.
In answer to your query, Sir
On whether we’re dead or asleep
I’d like to tell you Sir, that we
Are nearly both, though we’re still on our feet.
Now what we could do, if we had your support
For the cow that’s down in the night
While we pushed and pulled her out of the mud.
You could stand there and hold up the light
And when we have bloat, even though we have sprayed
We can’t see YOU anywhere near
Cause like your meeting we missed
You stayed away
And only wished you were there!
