It's beyond despicable that these creeps are actually attacking organic food.
Organic gardening has been one of life's greatest pleasures for me. I often long for those good old days when homegrown was the only way. This song
will jog a memory or two. It's an oldie!
Those jerks that did the Stanford study should listen to the song. It probably wouldn't have any effect. They're soulless ghouls.
"Taste a little of the summer, grandma put it all in jars....in those Ball canning jars"
Let the December winds bellow and blow
I'm as warm as a July tomato
There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin
Supper's ready, everybody come on in
Taste a little of the summer
Taste a little of the summer
Taste a little of the summer
Grandma put it all in jars, in those Ball canning jars
Well there's a root cellar, fruit cellar down below
Watch your head as down you go
There's peaches on the shelf, potatoes in the bin
Supper's ready, everybody come on in
Taste a little of the summer
Taste a little of the summer
Taste a little of the summer
Grandma put it all in jars, in those Ball canning jars
What with the snow and the economy and everything
I think I'll just stay down here and eat until spring
When I go to see my Grandma, I gain a lot of weight
With her dear hands she gives me plate after plate
She cans the pickles, sweet and dill
And the songs of the whip-or-will, and the morning dew and the evening moon
And I really wanna go and see her real soon
Cause the canned food I buy at the store
Ain't got the summer in it anymore!
You betcha Grandma as sure as you're born
I'll take some more potatoes and a thunder storm