The Farmer And The Pest Poem by Micky Bliss

THE FARMER AND THE PEST.

What a vexatious creature?
Destructive and calamitous in nature,
Pests will never rest,
Neither would they stop,
To make a farmer lament.

Pests are a great threat,
Pesters who parades the farm uninvited
They are mostly behind the farmer pain and lamentation,
Actually that's their mission.

Harvests is at hand,
The Farmer is earnestly waiting,
To harvest his beautiful plantations
To meet the masses demand
Pests on the other hand,
Feed on the crops joyfully
And let things go out of hand,
Before the day of harvest.

Woe to the pests
The worst enemy a farmer detest
Farmers always get bent of shape,
For pests makes harvest precludes.

Some humans possesses a pest attributes,
They feel satisfied when others are lamenting
Whosoever rejoices in a successful destructive act perpetrated by him/her?
Is indeed a pest, wrecker and not a gem.

Without pest in one's plantation,
One won't thrive to be a hero of glorification;
Success dwells in temptation,
For temptation is an examination.

We're all farmers in our plantations,
Let's make patience and victory our area of specialization,
Expect a pest to achieve your mission;
Sometimes pests pushed us to the wall,
And makes our face like a wet weekend.

A pest comes to vandalize,
Neutralize, and disorganized
Farmers are in a bad state of affairs,
It's quite appalling and unfair.

It's not over, until it is over
Fight with all your power
Conquer every pests,
With an effective pesticide.

There's always light at the end of tunnel,
Be victorious and don't be defeated
So you can thrill to bits
As your emotion permits.

The Farmer and the pests,
Two creatures opposing each other's progress,
Pest must die someday,
The farmer declares everyday.

The tubers, cereals and other crops,
I'll gnaw and destroy till they all flop,
The pest confesses regularly,
Naturally it main mission;
Is to get things wrecked out of fashion.

Won't you stop,
Mr. Farmer asked
I won't stop inasmuch as you're of great advantage to me,
Replied Mr. Pest.

We're all farmers,
Challenges are our pests,
Pests will never desist,
You just have to get them resisted.

All plantations possesses a pest,
Plantations are foods to the pest
That's why pest attention are attracted,
To them, farmland is indeed a paradise.

Plant fruits in your plantation,
So pest can come carry out their mission.
Don't see them as frustration
Pest are tempters,
Do not fall in their temptation.
Overcome them and triumph,
For it guarantees your exaltation.

Everyone feels down in the dumps,
Whenever pest feasts on their crops,
Who can then save us from pests?
I wondered, how, where to and way to conquer pest,
Just an ordinary insect,
Inflicting lives of people without being sent.

Some friends are like pests
They pesters one's dream and pretend like one's lover
Beware of them, they are insane.
Be careful so they won't get you stained.

If you must conquer a pest,
You must show readiness at first
Be brave like a lion,
That's one of the attributes of a champion.

I'm such a misery guts lately,
Out of the frustrations pest caused me recently,
I just can't stand still,
Like I have ants in my pants

No sooner I become a social butterfly,
I start to sleep tight and don't let the bedbugs bite
Legendarily, My farmer emerged victorious
And the pests were rendered unprosperous.

Victory! Victory! ! Victory! ! !
What an exceeding glory!
The farmer triumphs gloriously,
And the pest was conquered totally.

Triumphantly I echoed,
Victory is my birthright
The pest was defeated at last
And now I am relaxed.

MÏCKY-BLÍSS🔥✨