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[_go_ahead_]

bless the weeds that grow on the yard
just like rain and dust appear
bless the dogs who talk to ferns

bless the words of our mouths
that speak in our greatest time of need.
bless the girls who dont quite know what theyre doing,
but they do it best anyway.
lets kiss the girls who stare at the ground.

kiss the girls who glean the sheaves
bless the pee that cleans their leaves
kiss the hearts who spread manure
here, go go smear the poison ivy
let your crooked hands be holy

(ok so i added my wn little verse in there but i like it. its a beautiful song.)

Blessed Brambles- mum