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ON THE CULTIVATION OF ROSES

from Heart of Love


You say in springtime she is queen:
yes - but call her Proserpine;
her pageantry so swift adorns,
and then is back to sticks and thorns.
Take my advice, prune in July -
use Roundup, have an alibi.

Let anthems to alyssum grow,
the weeping cherry filled with snow,
the daphne, and the myrtle tree -
your rose went missing? Goodness me.
Camellias are stately trees,
and don't commune with all disease;
hibiscus flower all the year,
and still on half-price now, my dear.
Plant daffodils across the land -
what? did you miss their garden stand?
or if they've banned you from the hose,
plant daisies for more flower-shows!
Plant poppies, iris, cosmos, jade!
Dance in hydrangeas in the shade!
Go pluck them free from glove or care:
no, they won't maul you like a bear.
They're in our vases and our toes;
why do we buy them? NO-ONE KNOWS.
But still, I'll sing for them as bard -
if they're in someone else's yard.






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