“It’s
time to spray for this and that,”
So farming papers say;
“If
you would like to raise good fruit,
You’ve simply got to spray.
If
you would raise good garden “sass”,
Or anything, today,
You’ve
got to get your sprayer out,
And spray and spray and spray.”
If
you would keep a shady tree,
Where children like to swing,
If
you would save its spreading leaves
You’ve got to spray in spring.
If
you would grow a summer squash,
Or berries, by the way,
You
got to quit your springtime spree
And have a springtime spray.
And
so it is on down the line,
When sin would ply its art,
You
want to get your sprayer out,
And spray your budding
heart.
When
microbes, graft and fungus sin,
And may stand in your way,
Turn
on the hose of righteousness,
And spray, my brother, spray.
July
30, ‘10
(Monday,
Aug. 1, 10)
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