Peanuts (Boiled Frum Da Fieldz) Poem by Cherokee Akan Ewe

how many acres will satisfy the ones who grew up on peanuts boiled time after time after time again? depends on the Farmer's Almanac of which Benjamin Banneker invented as many billions get us twisted
like yarn wrapped around the needle of a indigenous blanket makers from Mexico blessing the cold with cultral warmth of realness staying true to it
boiled peanuts in four crockpots to be chilled for sale inside the commercial refrigerator
or served warmer than room temperature without the saltiness all up and settled in the walls of a coming on stroke patient cause his or her circulatory systems be plaqued with that hard yella yeah
yeah...
geah...
ivy league to the brains wid dis-ease tah dah irregular and irrelevant and dem nevaminds tha offbrands which won't be sold in my stores
without fuel
though only air and propane
plus dem Native cigs and rolling papers for loose bought non-pesticide tobacco
although this be about dem boiled peanuts frum my fields coming....