How got thou yield among the heights
And got wealth of human diets
How came thee in a greeny veil
And form There A limy tale
Let the humanity know thy leaves
Let the humanity be thy thieves
What is the combination in thy treat
With the unbearable sweaty heat
Seeing the lovely pale fruit
I say to thee a tribute
'A Greeny Art
Of God's Mart
Comes To My Heart'
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