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The Jungle

I am a part-time gardener;
this 
reflects some of my experience.

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I came upon a jungle ,
‘Twas hiding near a shed.
The vines o’er trees did tumble
And many vines were dead.

The dust was thick — caused coughing,
The dead leaves dense beneath;
The vines o’er shed were tumbling,
The sunlight they did seek.

Perhaps the vines were ancient,
Some dead and some alive;
A canopy they plaited;
O’er tree and shed they twined.

I hacked away, just thinking
The light I soon would see,
And cut blackberries underneath
On which no fruit could be.

What wonder! — I did notice
A rose beneath a vine,
And which privets obfuscated —
Still a true plant sublime.

So if you have blackberries,
Some privets, and some vines,
Just know that in the future
A jungle you may find.

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