If your name is Brian, Graham or Paul check this out.
Mullee's the bloke, Mullee's the name, Paul's the one to call,
Goes everywhere for everyone, as out of bed he crawls,
Brian ( Kansas) may like this one although I seem to have more negatives than positive, but you do report all the extremes of weather, but then I was running out of words ending to rhyme with ‘folks' and ‘jokes' etc. Check it out, read his blogs.
Oh to live in Kansas, where there are not so many folks,
Plenty of room "to swing a cat", and exchanging jokes,
Its only few days of the year, when the county smokes,
Fields burnt remove the trash, new pasture it promotes,
When it gets hot and dry and dusty, and drink too many cokes,
Humidity so very low, and wind it cuts the lips of most blokes,
Shrivels up grain and cobs, can halve yield in fields it strokes,
Hazards of the brush fires, on call day and night with kinfolks.
Often have extremes of weather, tornado it provokes,
Storms that are so vicious, floods in fields it soaks,
Cold in winter and deep snow, for days the road it chokes,
Frost and ice and wind chill, test the hardiest of blokes,
Feeding cattle, roll out bales, into shelter coax,
Just another job to do, in hat and gloves and cloaks,
Fuel for the winter stored, onto the fire pokes,
Keeping warm stormy nights, roof timber creaks and croaks.
Countryman
Graham ( viewfromtheothersideofthefence)
This was written before we knew you had bought your land, see his blog to keep up to date.
Built up a picture, though its all in my mind,
A house in the countryside, a fence it hides behind,
Away at work all the week, home again to relax,
Write up his blog post, dreaming of his phone and his fax.
Likes to keep it secret, the job he does all week,
We know he takes a pencil and his notebook so to speak,
Reports on what he see's and tells the world all his news,
Or that he thinks we aught to know, just to give us clues.
His garden has a poultry pen, some eggs for the house,
They scratch around the boarders, disturb the odd mouse,
Off back to college, to give farming a lot of thought,
To get his own farm, this year we think he's bought.
Just take a view from, the other side of the fence,
Look and read between the lines, think he's got some sense,
Going into farming, now we've got some doubts,
But passion by the bucketful, market trend he flouts.
Countryman
Oh To Be Plumber Boy ( Paul)
In reality he is a farmer, who does all my contract mowing and baling, but has trained as a domestic heating engineer. So here is a good plug for him, he does my boiler servicing as well
Paul he has a plumber's job, as a plumber not mending pipes,
But boilers are what he's trained to do, all of many types,
Van full of all the tools and all the spares he needs,
Inside job keeping warm, to breakdowns off he speeds.
Of advertising he has no need, recommendation grows,
Word has spread far and wide, of word alone he glows,
Repair and maintenance, cleans and check and test,
Each job he does, each call he has, he always does his best.
Pull em apart, clean the flues, fitting a brand new jet,
Check the vents, and check the draught, fuel he always sets,
Then to tests emissions, fuel must completely burn,
Seal the front and clean the case, and test the knobs in turn.
Mullee's the bloke, Mullee's the name, Paul's the one to call,
Goes everywhere for everyone, as out of bed he crawls,
Long list of annual calls to make, boilers large and small,
Come quick or else we'll freeze to death, told to ask for Paul.
Give him a ring, give him a bell, give him a chance, he will know,
On O seven nine seven three- four nine two, three two O,
He's always cheerful when you call, always help you out,
Emergency breakdowns, do all he can, tools he's never without.
Countryman
Lets just test how far afield he will go, give im a call.
Always bear in mind that your own resolution to succeed is more important than any one thing.
Abraham Lincoln (1809 - 1865)