Centered for aesthetic symmetry.
My Lawn is a quatrain written in clerihew rhyme and iambic pentameter.
Photo by Josehf Lloyd Murchison
My Lawn My lawn is my garden it’s weeds you see. In times of famine, it is food for me. Grass may be pretty, so shiny and nice. But it is only food to grubs and mice. By Josehf Lloyd Murchison
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