A few years back a couple of the disciples did an evaluation tour of NZ in which they scored all the Supergene types very highly and any showing any Beef characteristics very poorly
This led to widespread dissatisfaction amongst members with some just giving up interest
A poem was written about this. It was called As I Saw It or "The Assessors"
It's another beautiful Canterbury Autumn day,
But all I want is a bale of decent hay!
Here comes old "Billy" on his motor bike,
So it's off to the yards which I dont like!
Who are those two "GEEZERS" standing there?
One in a kilt the other no hair!
I dont know what they want but there awful nosey,
Why do they have to keep staring at meeeee?
One with a sharp eye, the other a pen,
Is this the reincarnation of the "TWO WISE MEN"??
What is the point of this exercise?
Have they only come to critise?
They're even peeping at my private bits,
Do they think that litle Bulls have nits?
I hope they don't notice my little short Jaw,
Is it the shortest they ever saw?
If my tail is not long enough,
"Old Billy" will surely get the huff!!
And what about my greasy spine?
I don't care!! At least it's mine.
One with a sharp eye, the other a pen,
Is this the reincarnation on the "TWO WISE MEN"??
What was the point of this exercise?
If they only came to criticise.