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A FUGUE REMEMBERING THE PUEBLO

O, maybe, we will again

in the spring, tra la.

D'ja hear the one about.. .

"The nursery man at A&P

Gave up on the unsold gardenia

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And donated it outright

To the neighborhood drunk.

The poor man had a brother

Sober but bed-ridden

Whose good wife knew best

How to treat a perennial.

To get it out of the kitchen

She put it down the basement

Where it hibernated

Stubbier than ever.

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