Where the newborns are all balled up
In their little plastic cribs
Bawling their beauty away
I mean the magenta petunias
Are completely out of control
While the camellias go on snoring
I don’t think they ever really
Wake up to their potential
But way in the back you encounter
All the ones that didn’t sell
Like good ideas no one wanted
Like last year there was a run
On roses while the magenta
Petunias went right on by
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