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=SONGS OF FOOD PRODUCTION.=

V.

_Oh, for grapes a-growing
In Ludgate and the Fleet!
Cauliflowers blowing
Down Regent's Street!
Oranges and Lemons
Clustered by St. Clemen's,
And Sea Kale careering past the kerb on London Wall!
And oh, for private Mushroom beds rolling down the Mall!_

Motor engines, motor engines, do not wear a bonnet!
You have artificial heat--grow something on it!
Precious artificial heat, costly to instal;
Turn it into a hot-bed, growing food for all!

_Must_ you have a superstructure? Let it be a hot-house
Forcing (say) some early peas--the only decent pot-house;
Oh, if I could only see in walking down the street
No unpatriotic waste of all that lovely heat!

_Motor lorries for Marrows!
Taxis for Nectarines!
No more coster-barrows,
But lemon-house Limousines!