Arrr! While Congress bickers like scallywags, the farmers be hangin' in limbo, awaitin' their treasure map!
2024-11-27
Ahoy, me hearties! The crop and chowder rules be as rusted as a barnacle-covered hull since 2018, and they be long past their due date! Farmers be shakin' in their boots, thinkin' the Trump crew be makin' 'em walk the plank next year! Arrr, 'tis a fine mess!
Avast ye scallywags! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn 'bout the state o' our bountiful farms and feedin’ the crew. The agriculture and nutrition measure, that fine treasure, be last updated in the year of our Lord 2018, and it be rotin' like a sunken ship, expir’d two years past! Aye, the farmers be shakin’ in their boots, fearin’ that the whims o’ the Trump administration be drownin’ their hopes like a ship caught in a stormy squall.Ye see, these hardy souls toil under the sun, plantin' and reapin', all the while hopin’ for fair winds and a plump harvest. But lo and behold! Their concerns be blowin’ away like the sails in a tempest, as the landlubber leaders set their sights on other treasures, leavin’ our farmers in a lurch, like a ship adrift without a compass.
So, me mateys, let us raise a tankard for our farmers, for they be the true buccaneers of the land, fightin’ the good fight for our grub! Mayhaps they’ll find favor in the eyes of the crown, and the tides will shift favorably, lest we find ourselves feastin’ on hardtack and salt pork, with nary a fresh veggie in sight! Yarrr!