Thursday, November 7, 2013

Another Brain Storm

Last spring I fertilized my lawn
That made it grow from dawn to dawn

A little water helped it grow
So twice a week I had to mow

And when it rained, that helped it too
The darn grass grew and grew and grew

I tried to stunt it some last fall
So it would stay just one inch tall

A few more weeks I had to mow
And now I have to shovel snow

I hate to work, I’d rather sit
It makes me tired to think of it

When I pass on and go below
No more lawns will I have to mow

And it’s so hot down there I know
I won’t even have to shovel snow!

D.B. Cox

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