Anorexic & Obese
Grass Calls for
More and more
And I water and water.
The Obese: Expires
Hitherto, that grass
Spikingly Winds up by the"Plop, Plop"
Snubbing over the drops.
And Passes.
The Olive Grass
Gawking incessantly out at the flecked Rays
I witness them dance
They post me the murmuring messages
Of the Wind.
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