The Emerald Ash Borer
The song is dedicated to the Cerceris fumipennis wasp.
Thanks to my daughter, Sofrona, for singing with me. And to Pearl Dustin for loaning me a 1954 Fender guitar, on which I wrote and performed this song.
(We should have done another take, but the baby was stirring.)
The emerald ash borer
Is something of a horror.
It's a beetle that does no good and
It's a menace to our woodland.
In the Midwest it's killed millions
Of ash tree, yes, millions.
Though it's presence we should not savor,
People do it a favor.
When an ash tree in a yard dies
It's cut down where it exulting stood.
And the owner gives some hard sighs,
Then goes camping with the resulting wood.
Goes camping with the resulting wood.
Introduced in a new area,
The borer spreads like malaria
And kills ash trees, which will go on
To be transported, and so on.
As much as we all dread it,
Without even straining,
With camp wood to help spread it,
The borer is obtaining,
The borer is obtaining
New ash trees to feed upon,
So let it be agreed upon
For the great and the higher good,
Don't transport your firewood.
For the great and the higher good,
Don't transport your firewood.
Here's an MP3 of The Emerald Ash Borer that you can download for free.
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