Originally Posted by Cruiser1
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This garden scene brings to mind the old children’s rhyme:

Mary, Mary
Quite contrary
How does your garden grow?

I be gots silverbells and cockleshells

And one mutherphhucckin petunia.

The degree of my privacy is no business of yours.

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