We don’t see them in the ground
as a sprout or seed –
We only find them in the store
away from dirt and weed,
We’re not there to watch them grow
in weather not so great –
We see them standing dry and clean
left side – aisle eight,
We’ve never cried at harvest time
knowing they must leave –
we simply use our napkin
burp instead of grieve.
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