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August 29, 2012
It’s the way you pull the udders
that gets the milk flowing free.
We’re fighting for our survival.
Here, pass the bucket to me.
Every drop of this is priceless.
‘Dairy farming’ is in our genes.
If this lot all collapses,
we’ll have to grow peas and beans!
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