There is a dis – connect—

A dis —

co-

co-

co-

co-

co-

-nect.

Between the landowners                       and                                the have-nots.

Between the big farmers and the small farmers.

Twixt the fruit and the vine.  so to speak–

‘Tween the field and the Fresse.

And fuck!

It’s making us sick!

It’s making us DIE.

Not die, but DIE.

Like FLIES.

Like fucking lies.

Not you, nor I.

Not you?

Doch?

If so –  you know.

If not : You’ve got.

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