Thursday, December 22, 2011

441-442. Flowery language

There once was a gard'ner named Anna,
Whose flow'r bed had one lovely canna.
Neither white, pink nor red
But its color, instead
Was quite yellow, just like a banana.

She also grew several hydrangea,
Grown tall to disguise stalks of ganja.
For this sweet little Anna miss
Enjoyed smoking cannabis
And cooking up brownies to mangia.

(Shades of Alice B. Toklas, and mangia is Italian for "eat.")

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