It almost now seems all in
For to expect high price for grain,
Wheat is grown on Egyptian
On the banks of mighty Nile.
And where the Ganges it doth flow,
In India fine wheat doth grow,
And the price of labor is so
That it they can successful reap.
Then let the farmers justly
The cows for land they fertilize,
And let us all with songs and
Invoke success into the cheese.
