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Beans

 

I think it sage to say

(And that without dismay)

 

If you crave harvest beans---

Or e'en, in any case,

 

A brownish trace---

Quite by all means

 

Don't seed with yellow corn

By springtime's early morn.

 

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purplemoondoll

18 years 5 months ago

I like this

I like the rhythm of this piece. It's short, to the point and flows beautifully.Thanks :-) Kaz It's impossible to smile on the outside without feeling better on the inside.