LET US DEVELOP

There's something about a chemical hub,
A buzz, that is quite pleasant,
Unless, of course, you happen to be
A farmer, or perhaps a peasant.

But indeed, if you happen to be
A peasant, or e'en a farmer,
Don't you think the time's quite ripe
For you to seek climes warmer?

So, move on, O ye rustic folk,
Why lay buried in your cloister?,
Migrate to some greener pasture,
The whole wide world's your oyster.

Go forth, vacate your humble land,
Big brother's all expectant.....
There's something about a chemical hub,
A buzz, that's really pleasant!!!