Uptown Daisies

1,2,3,

Downtown Maybe's

if you please

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Country bumpkins

never ruled out rhyme

they'd rather sing and tap in time

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Pansey's peril

cold as ice

She'll hard frost over

ever clear, even

...thrice

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Birches bushes conifer's tunes

Pinesap roils in coldest plumes

Pine rows, wind breaks

on farmers land

protecting crops

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nature's pefection...

is-land

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Country lanes arrive on dirt roads

Kind to deer, and lark, and toad

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Honeysuckle vines so wild

line old roads for country miles

Their sweetest centers perfume the land

Their white bonnets bow down

 to bugs and birds

A purr of 'hummers' and other herds

to pollenate and grace our crops

with bountiful harvests to share and shop

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Bayou's flow in rainy seasons

like paddle boats through river towns

Dangerous waters oft reign nigh

for plow and hearth and you and I

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Rock of ages, rock of gold

river rocks and bluffs don't take notes

they speak of ancient tides 

long ago

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Past kingdoms for naught were never better

Nature's blush

Nature's sweater

Mother...

nature's  

always better

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