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Reinvented Landscape
To the neglected flower in nature—
The sight of her specimen makes me drunk
With desire, for her bud is so pure.
She cloths in crystals, so lavishly funk,
Still hiding her best gems keeping demure.
Better than a rose, she smells like a skunk!
A sticky touch- I cannot fight her lure.
Other grass may be greener, but she’s a red-haired punk!
To my love, my lust, my dear Mary Jane,
I shall forever protect your esteem.
You have burned your way into my brain,
Given unto me my wildest dream.
Slow this rapid world, discern all I see;
Addiction has set me free.
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Love You Babe,
Al
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this was inspired in part by Michael Pollan's The Botany of Desire (i love love love this book). .... Does this make me a lesbian? ;)
I remember having to read "The Botany of Desire" and writing a paper on that book. Oh wait, I bet you do to as we were in the same class.
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