Putting My Feet in the Dirt 18

The old man pointed a finger

At a rose in the garden sweet

“Yup, that’s a real humdinger

Worthy of a poem or three

Grew it myself” he offered proudly

Then chuckled rather loudly

“It’s in the soil, that’s all there’s to it”

Pointing to the pile of horse sh–!


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