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The Compost Cycle
This is the second teaching song I've written for One Hour One Life. For the first, see The Berry Bush Song.
If you've read the intro to The Berry Bush Song, you know the drill. If not, my brain tends to deluge me with what are popularly called earworms - either a song on repeat, or just snippets of songs. Sometimes these gel into lyrics and tunes. This is one of them, because One Hour One Life inspires me to be more creative. :)
All images used to illustrate the song are taken from the OneTech site, which mirrors them from game content.
The Compost Cycle
(An original song by Sean Roberts aka Starknight_One aka starkn1ght)
Nice and fat the carrots grow, Mother, how to make it so? My child, my child, I'll tell you true: Farming is the life for you
The first thing every farmer needs, Is a place to plant his seeds Get yourself some fertile soil, It will be needed for your toil
Mother, where is soil found? From a hole in grassy ground Grab a basket, off you trot, Take some food if you're a tot
Or maybe theres a compost pile You can use that for a while I'll teach you compost later on Near the end of this fine song
Dump your basket on the ground Take a bowl and spread it round Two bowls each row, just that much Helps preserve the hoe and such
Your tilling tool might be a hoe Shining from the hammer's blow Or one crudely made of stone Perhaps a skewer, all alone
Run it o'er your piles of dirt If the tool breaks, it will hurt Plant the seed in deep tilled row Water to make carrots grow
You can plant some rows ahead Leave them dry for when needed If left five years, plants turn to seed Sometimes that is what you need
Mother, what does happen then? We must wait some time, but when The carrot tops stand green and bright Then pick them all with much delight
A hardened row is left behind Which is easy to unwind Add some dirt, just one bit And till the row to repair it
Mother, what about the wheat? Oh, my child, you're such a treat Almost all things are the same The differences I will proclaim
A sharp stone is your needed tool But he who cuts fast is a fool Carrot seeds will last for years Wheat seeds sadly disappear
So leave a field of wheat to be Use it as a source of seeds Unless there's plenty in the wild Near enough to use, my child
Now wheat is harder on the earth When it is cut, there is a dearth Of soil, so put down bowls two And till it to a furrow new
Thresh the wheat with wild stick Straight or curved will do the trick Pick the straw up, put it down Where you want to make some ground
Carrots plump and berries bright Are the things we need tonight Fill a bowl with berries six Add a carrot, make it quick
Take a sharp stone, mash and chop Hoist bowl to straw and pour on top Get some water, swift and slick! Water your heap, that's the trick
And now it needs one final touch A word that we don't use too much Use your shovel, scoop some dung Atop your pile it should be flung
Now, my child, you should well know How to make the carrots grow You should also well have learned How wheat should be threshed and churned
And how to make a compost heap You can do it in your sleep Mother, I can make it so... Nice and fat my carrots grow
Well, that's two songs down of three planned. We'll see how long it takes me to finish up. :)