by David Mallett



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Inch by inch, row by row

Gonna make this garden grow

Gonna mulch it deep and low

Gonna make it fertile ground



Inch by inch, row by row

Please bless these seeds I sow

Please keep them safe below

'Till the rain comes tumbling down



Pullin' weeds and pickin' stones

We are made of dreams and bones

Need a place to call my own

'Cause the time is close at hand



Grain for grain, sun and rain

Find my way in nature's chain

Till my body and my brain

Tell the music of the land



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Plant your rows straight and long

Season with a prayer and song

Mother Earth will make you strong

If you give her loving care



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[The Anti-Garden Verses - by someone whose name Arlo forgot]:

Slug by slug, weed by weed

Boy this garden's got me t'd

All the insects come to feed

On my tomato plants



Sunburt face, skined up knees

The kitchen's chocked with zuchinis

I'm shopping at the A&P's

Next time I get the chance

[End of Anti-Garden Verses]



Old crow watching from a tree

He's got his hungry eye on me

In my garden I'm as free

As that feathered thief up there



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