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I came, I saw, I cribbed
Going from bad to worse, one verse at a time.
Thursday, March 13, 2014
The plant destroyer strikes again
Oh Basil! they promised you grew like a weed.
In my meals, pesto would've had the starring lead.
"From garden to table,"
Alas, remains a fable.
A green thumb is what I desperately need.
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