Bri Edwards Gardening Poems

Thursday I picked plums, and.....I may have picked a peck,
but if it WEREN'T a peck I picked, "Who Cares? ". What the heck!
Some were soft, some still hard, some purple, some were green.
This year's is a "bumper crop", the best that Bri has seen.
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Limping, nay, crawling towards her garden ……(
...half-DEAD) , [ the garden! ],
Carmi, in her overalls & floppy hat, to Bri said:
"Bri, old friend, bring my tools behind me now;
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It's a very, very, VERY rainy winter this year.
Someday I'll have to mow our lawn, I DO fear,
before our beloved St. Bernard gets lost inside of it …
when she strolls out back to take a BIG doggy shit.
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