Sunday, April 17, 2005

Ode to Easter Basket Grass

O Easter basket grass
there's nothing better
'tis true
So many, many uses have you



A jaunty ribbon for my bird


When plucked no sweeter sound can be heard



Splendid spectacles through which to see


O, pink strand you taste so good to me



Like a sweet rose do you smell


Hooray! Easter basket grass, I love you well