Oh, how I love my garden.
In spite of all the weeds and bugs,
it is such a place of happiness and
peace.
There is a jungle where somebody
is always trying to hide and sneak
up on a prowler, like a chipmunk
or squirrel.
There's also a place for good luck!
Faded - yes - but not jaded.
Helping out the dear sweet singers of the
garden by offering them something cool
to drink.
What a lovely place to be.
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