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Plantin' Garlic and Potatoes

Plantin' the Garlic and the Potatoes I can only Hope in the Heirloom Tomatoes The Daisies push up well past the Day With Evan Porter sleepin' outside in the Fray Charlie ' s in a row out at the plant And Grandma Moses is lookin' for Dry Land The Ocean washes up the Effervescent Shore And taxes those who bore And set out upon the Whistlin Waves To find her that went beyond the pale God's holy Ghost in Pale moon shroud With gatherin' Girls lost and Found

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