JAMMED


I want the jam back.

I know we swore not to talk

promised that this trial period

should last for years and years

but dammit, I cannot wait that long.

I want my jame back

and I want it NOW.

I earned it.

I paid for it

paid for the time in the field

plucking the berries

paid for them to prepare

and preserve it.

I worked hard to have that jam made for you

and if you don't want me

then you don't want my jam.

You have none of it.

And my t-shirts, too

should be returned to me.

If I don't get the good stuff

then neither do you.

How do you like that judgment

during our trial period?

2005 - 2004 - Late 2003 - Early 2003 - Late 2002 - Early 2002 - 2001

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