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Where has it gone? Out in the garden, down by the shed I read the packet, prepared the bed. Added some compost, tilled it a bit even add some genuine horse MUCK so next on the packet quite clearly it said sprinkle sparingly go right ahead cover with soil and water a little went for the can and gave it a sprinkle days became weeks but nothing did show it said on the packet WILL CERTAINTLY GROW I felt I'd been conned, robbed of my money adding the effort and time was not funny I decided to write to the address on the back explaining quite well plants and the lack again weeks went by, nothing was heard It played on my mind, really quite absurd Then it arrived early one morning I eaten my toast, jam and was yawning I opened the mail, including the bills then was a packet, plain brown, no frills I tore the top off and looking inside you will never believe what i had spied another packet of seeds the same as the last straight in the bin, had been caught in the past The moral of this tale is easy to grasp if you want to grow things in the garden plant plants and choose seeds as the last As I go in the shed now I have a small bed the one that I tilled, full of rhubarb instead No I don't eat it but its easy to grow You know what they say about gardening blooms looking good so its all about show

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