*Vinyard*
the sweet and sour grapes of green and red in rows in
the sunlight on the vineyard they make a sweet wine when aged to
the correct length of time in the cellar the corrective lenses in my
eyes let me watch the sprinklers water them from a distance this
spectacle seen through my spectacles the skeptic growing more
skeptical the vast array of sprinklers on this vineyard are filled
with a toxic pesticide i heard it through the grape vine and felt
it on my inside a swallow of the tainted wine sickened me so much
i cried protection from the pests what gets laid to rest
next does the cause justify the effect of the tainted wine i
forgot to inspect
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