ArapallaIt takes an hour or two to feed the herd and it leaves me singing things like...
And as we feed on down the herd
There waits a beer that we all know
That's cold and clear like we deserve
And if you work very hard
The beer will come to you at last
When work is done and all are fed
To be relaxed and very calm
With hors deurves and camembert
And he's drinking the beer made in heaven
4/4
*edited to add the missing line.