In the Fenlands of England,my dear niece,and Godchild,Suzanne,her husband Chris and many others in the area -are fighting against these wind turbines being erected nearby.I don’t know much about them–I think they’re ugly and I wouldnt want them next to me–at the same time they are supposed to be environmentaly good and we have to have these type of things. But where ? –well not next to me–and certainly not nextdoor to Suzanne.
It used to be nice,to sit out here
with a nice cup of tea
a wine or beer.
To sit and watch the fading Sun
setting over trees
when day is done.
It used to be nice to hear the birds
But now,it all seems
just so absurd.
They’ve chopped away the trees,the bush
now all I hear ?
The abominable “whoooosh”
That pulsating noise that fills the air
from those unsightly things
that stand so near.
They say they are good,they say they’re green
but to me,they are just
so bloody obcene.
They tell us this power is heaven sent
and doesn’t harm
That maybe true,that maybe fair
but not,if you’re the poor bugger
And ugly too,just look at that
all those long,silly poles
in my habitat.
“whooooooosh” there it goes again
enough to drive
this man insane.
A mans home,is his castle,they say
and its true.
But at what cost,what value?
I worked so hard to make it nice
this place,my home,
So,should your area be next choice
to house these things
shout,with one voice.
Fight like hell,when shove comes to push
to avoind these things.
The Abominable “whooooosh!!”
copyrite toeknees lyrics april 08—permit use to Suzanne Wabe for her cause
28 April 2008
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