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Green Fingers Poem

Green Fingers

       by Reginald Arkell

This book is meant for people who Can always make their gardens do

Exactly what they want them to;

Who search their borders every night,

And catch their slugs by candle-light;

Who always start at crack of dawn

To dig plantains from their lawn;

Whose paths are always free from weeds; Whose plants are always grown from seeds; Who are most careful not to prune

That standard rose a day too soon;

Who are quite rude to men who sell

Tobacco plants that have no smell;

In fact, to all of you, I mean:

Whose fingers are reputed green

Because you keep you borders clean.

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