A cactus, lonely in his pot
up on the sunny windowsill,
they watered him but he was not
a happy guy. Without the thrill
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Interesting topic. I can't grow a houseplant to save my life but that's another topic...This poem was funny. I have never given any thought about plants being lonely. I love when people spotlight things that are seen everyday yet not noticed. This does that. Very nice. Sincerely, Mary
A NEW ANGLE ON THE LIFE OF A CACTUS HERBERT, ABOUT THE ONLY THING I KNOW ABOUT THEM IS LIKE US THEY DO HAVE PRICKS BUT I WONT GO INTO THAT, YOUR TURNING OUT STUFF DIFFERENT AND YOU APPEAR TO BE ON A WRITING BENDER, AND ALL DIFFERENT Warm regards allan
some good poetic techniques here Herbert. Well done.