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Appeasement
There’s a patch in the corner of my garden
Filled with carrots and turnips and rutabaga
Underground goodies, row after row
All planted there for my little blue mole…
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Mole’ Sauce
Who dug all these holes
That little blue mole
She’s busy at my bulbs, I see
The Crocuses are yummy
Tulips fill her tummy
Daffodils, Peonies, Begonias
Gooder than cheese and bologna
Dahlias are oniony, she cries
Hyacinths and Hostas are quite mild
Iris and Lily, they all make her silly
Caladiums, they just drive her wild
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2007-12-20
05:35:57
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