weird poem

Once there was a magical land,
and it was there that the biggest plants did grow.
All the farmers wanted in,
so that their seeds they may sow.

I was left to guard this land,
to watch over it until the end of time.
The trust was laid before me,
the farmers could not to enter to take what is mine.

The farmers came,
and all at once they fought.
Their forces multiplying,
they accomplished their wicked plot.

Then the land was planted,
and the farmers raped the soil.
Nothing grew there anymore,
and the farmers just went away.
I was left standing,
Holding nothing but the blame.