On salad shortages and the North

So, just like that panic 
and searching questions set in, supermarkets and the streets
of Belfast in the North.
For there, let them eat 
cake but not bread,
for a strike of bakers.
And you may have salads
but only three both sides,
o'er the Irish Sea border.
Over another line,
the thirty-eighth we may see Hyesan.
Parallels, so ours a consumer demand economy,
there's a command
and it's party time,
all the time, comrade.
1990 saw folk poisoning themselves
with water and tree bark.
So hungry they were
over a race for nukes,
testing times, our salads, quibbles,troubles,
the people's bellies.

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