I am trying to live my life, just a poor peasant,
I plant my corn and bean;
It is survival as a middle-aged Iowan,
I'm in the Midwest, I am unseen.
But Corn isn't a citizen's care,
A farmer has a massive payday;
So you think, you do wonder,
Who became rich, and who did they betray?
There is an old notebook, explaining a considerate old past,
There is a scary character that survives, you cannot compute;
Scarecrow, lovely existence,
The emergence of Thaddeus Nomenclature Tangleroot.
