There's Nothing in Our Garden


                Holy nutrient-depleted soil, Batman
                    There’s nothing in our garden
                From the skies, no rain, no clouds
                    We must seek Nature’s pardon

                What did we do wrong, Batman
                     What did we do right, Robin
                It seems we’ve worn out land and sea
                      from lowest depth to highest tree
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Crandall Avatar
August 14, 2026 at 6:49 PM
Holy Over-farming, Batman, this sounds like a case for Crop Rotation!
Wolf Avatar
August 15, 2026 at 11:11 PM
I dig, Robin. Although Farmer Smith up the road suggested 'Crap Rotation.' Hmm. ~ Gershon
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