SO WE WERE SHARING AN APARTMENT NEAR WASHINGTON SQUARE

AND NEXT DOOR WAS A VAST FLOOR OF DIRT

MY LOVER WHISPERED WITH A BREEZE "I WILL PLANT MY SEEDLINGS RIGHT HERE"

SHE DECIDED TO SELL HER AS BUDS OF COLORS GALORE

AND SUDDENLY PEOPLE BEGAN BUYING MORE AND MORE

IF A FLOWER WAS WILTED SHE KNEW IT'S NEED

JUST HOW TO WATER, JUST HOW TO FEED

AND SURE ENOUGH PEOPLE BEGAN COMING JUST TO BUY HER GARDEN'S DELIGHT

THEY ALL SAW IT AS BEAUTIFUL AND THEY WERE RIGHT

SHE REVELLED IN EVERY FLOWER SHE EVER HEALED

THEN THE GOD-DAMNED GARDEN GREW SO MUCH WE HAD TO RENT US A FIELD

EVENTUALLY SHE GREW BORED OF BEING RICH

SO SHE SET AFIRE THAT FIELD, THE b*tch

NO MORE BLOSSOMS, NO BUDS NO EMERALD GREEN LEAVES

BUT THIS IS A STORY ONLY A FOOL BELIEVES

IT WAS ALL METAPHORICAL AND SOME MAY HAVE KNOWN

EACH CUSTMER WAS ANOTHER FLOWER SHE'D GROWN

AND THE GARDEN WAS WORTH AS MUCH AS PURE GOLD

THAT GARDEN WAS THE CORNER OF BROADWAY AND TENTH WHEREUPON SHE SOLD
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