Ode to the Weed

Oh, purple flower gracing my front yard,
You look as pretty as a greeting card.
I love your colors of purple and green,
I love your smell, so fresh and clean.

“It's a weed,” my husband said.
“It's NOT a pretty flower, it deserves to be dead.”
Oh, purple flower, this news made me cry
I'm from Texas, where the hot sun makes all plants die.

But my husband is a wise man,
He always has the best plan,
So I'll have to let you go and hope for the best
The lawn mower will take care of the rest.

Good-bye!

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    • # Alhelita

      hola Jessi!!
      hayy sii! tuve problemaas con la conexión... aún no se bien si ya está arreglado por fin.. pero espero que siii!
      las extrañé mucho!!

      esas floresitas son bellasssssssssss!!

      :) hooooo Ben!!!

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