Rhubarb and strawberries
Carrots and raspberries
Swiss chard and blueberries
Green beans and baby peas
Delicious apples on the trees
Green onions and potatoes
Lettuce and tomatoes
Growing on the land
Where Grandma laid her hand.
But that was long ago,
When winter brought us snow.
In the springtime all would grow,
Digging soil with a hoe.
Please come back you wonderful days,
Man will surely change his ways.
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