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He Hated Nature
He hated sweeping blossom petals
and raking bright autumn leaves
and he was very much afraid
of the nectar loving bees.
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So he cut down cherry trees
scythed down a mighty grove
And all the vines which round trunk grew
Of time he spent a fortune.
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He now had plastic roses
vinyl tulips styrene orchids
in the barren garden of
his sterile orkin nation.
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He vacuumed his sidewalks
paved over his lawn
no dandelion
dared raise her head
no weed ventured to spawn
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He had no 'bare ruined choirs'
for he had no choirs at all.
And birds to neighbors' flocked
to stage their orchard orchestrations.
