A Pain In The GrassApr 03 '03 Write an essay on this topic.
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The Bottom Line A "celebration" of a familiar warmer-weather "tradition." I confess that this poem exaggerates--slightly!
With spring came the dawn Of a newly-green lawn That has grown like a weed To more length than I need. So, now, it's summer, And (bummer!) Mowing time has come When my lawnmorons play dumb! Self-propelled--since when? Why, it won't even start. . . Oh well! Try, try again. . . And again. . . And again. . . Etcetera. . . Perhaps, the lawn tractor will do better. Its muffler is gone, and the noise isn't nice. "You'll be fined and do time, If I have to come twice!" Growls the sheriff, Whose office is clear across town. "Who ratted?" "Nobody!" he snaps with a frown. "I heard you myself--is that such a surprise!?! The din could bring tears to the most macho eyes!" Maybe, lawnmoron three Will work better for me. Fat chance! Does a dance; Falls apart; Breaks my heart! Lawnmoron four smokes-- Then, explodes with a flash. I'll just put all my lawnmorons Out with the trash! No more hassle for me, If you know what I mean-- I'll be pouring cement And painting it green!  |
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