Maine Blackfly Breeders Association
We Breed 'em You Feed 'em
Maine Blackfly Breeders Association Song
It was early in the spring I decided to go,
by Zara Dowling
To work savin' blackflies in the woods of Jonesboro.
I knew it would be hard and I knew it would be slow,
But the blackfly population was dangerously low.
Chorus: And the blackfly, the little blackfly,
Always the blackfly, that's got to be the way.
I'll die with the blackfly picking my bones,
Thanks to the M-B-B-A.
As soon as I arrived I was put on a team,
We counted all the blackflies and we found reams.
They populated every marsh, and every stream,
But there's yet to be our 2 billion acre dream.
Of our own lifeblood we let the blackflies eat,
And we kept them safe from bug swatters and DEET.
We nurtured them and we helped them grow,
Then we let them breed in the town of Jonesboro.
I feel despair as I walk down the street,
They re aren't many bite-scabs on the people I meet.
They haven't been bit by their blackfly quota,
But they don't seem to care, not one iota.
It's hard, hard work but we do it anyway,
So flies will be around for our children some day.
As the flies swamp heavy we'll hear them say,
"I'm enjoying this thanks to the MBBA."
MAY THE SWARM BE WITH YOU
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