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Jun 2013
Mowing the lawn is endish
The rains nourish
The weeds flourish
The grass growish
I again mowish
Know what I knowish
Such is lifeish
It is plentish
Much is foolish
Others seriousish
Some is hateish
Much is loveish
At times sadish
But the grass always growish
So when it's time to mowish
Smile and welcomish
You're living lifeish
It can be beautifulish
If that is what we wish!
Chuck
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Chuck  PA, USA
(PA, USA)   
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