"When the conservationists decide

To give beavers the run of our land

They hadn't heard of Tierra del Fuego

And what beavers did to that island

Beavers destroy the trees

By ripping off the bark

Then the threes fall down

Isn't that a lark?

Then the beavers go to rivers

And there they make their dams

And the fields next door get flooded

And terrify the lambs

The farmers lose their crops

The cattle don't get their food

Do the conservationists think of this?

I really wish they would"

Wilma Robertson

Dairymaid and SAC employee (long retired)