An ode to grass

Poetry
It's just some grass
growing in the water.
It's just some grass
growing tall.

It's just some old grass.
But it's not like most grass.
For it's got a little gem,
under every stem.

It's just some grass
growing in the water.
It's just some grass
growing tall.

It's just some old grass.
But it's not like most grass.
For it's got a little twin,
hiding underneath.


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