My Garden

I wish I had a garden
I'd dig it row by row
I'd pull the weeds
And till the soil
And really make things grow
I'd spray the bugs
And pick the beans
Then sit down in the shade
Everyone driving by would say
"Oh look what a garden he made"

by James R. Alderson

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