Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With itchy bumps, and lady humps,
and pretty POPPIES forming clumps.
I know, I'm not a poet. BUT - I did take
a nice photo of my poppies in the front yard.
Papa Leroy gave me a packet of homegrown
seeds from his garden last year, and somehow
they managed to survive my lack of watering.
(What you don't see is the poison ivy in the center of the bed, that I keep running my wrists across.)
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