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Grass

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My dear grass you are always green
Always inviting me for a dream.
As I lay down and take my nap
You keep me warm like a furry cat.
Although in the cold you keep me freezing
I wonder if you will stop without ceasing.
You are my home away from home
And I love you as much as I love a warm waffle cone.
My dear grass you are always soft and green
Always inviting me for a gentle dream.





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