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The finest gardener ever seen,
He can't tell one plant from another
But tends them like a loving mother.
His flowers bloom the whole year round
But this year there was one he found
That multiplied - like rabbits do,
'Twas lavender, not green or blue.
He fed it well, it got the best
And "Baby Bio" did the rest.
He watched it grow and proudly stand,
It was the finest in the land.
It cost a fortune, he was skint,
Then someone told him it was MINT.

Edward Bamforth...........1978
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Ode To A Gardener
Date: Friday, 1st December 2006 @ 03:23:12 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Supered
Here's to a man with fingers green
The finest gardener ever seen,
He can't tell one plant from another
But tends them like a loving mother.
His flowers bloom the whole year round
But this year there was one he found
That multiplied - like rabbits do,
'Twas lavender, not green or blue.
He fed it well, it got the best
And "Baby Bio" did the rest.
He watched it grow and proudly stand,
It was the finest in the land.
It cost a fortune, he was skint,
Then someone told him it was MINT.

Edward Bamforth...........1978


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