My neighbor plants vegetables -
Doesn't see the sense
In planting something
She can't eat.
I plant impatiens,
Roses, Morning Glories and such -
Everything for its color
But nothing to eat.
She grows tomatoes,
Cucumbers, peppers and such -
Everything for a salad
Which she loves to eat.
"How beautiful your Marigolds,
Lilies, and vines," She exclaims,
"Care for a salad?
We can look while we eat."
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