Here’s some bad poetry about plants.
It could definitely be better than what it is.
Well, I hope you enjoy.
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Many leaves fall on the ground
After detaching from outstretched arms
And through the ground on leaves are fed
As their nutrients pass into the soil bed
Roots shall embrace what they can
To give their bodies strength to grow
And reach further upwards to sunlight
Whilst providing a wondrous sight
Stupidity Hole 