A water poem

I have experienced depression again and again. There are good crops in the valley.

My club is going to set up high-voltage lines and low-voltage lines.

Low voltage poles are two feet, and high voltage poles are two feet and eight feet.

Put on a small motor, whoa, whoa, pull the sleeves, whoa, whoa, pull the sleeves.

Tell him to pull the rake and shake the bowl to sow seeds.

Pull up the mill and race the cows and horses. Pull up the waterwheel, go, go, go.

There are cultivators, but this is a real method.