The Drunken Petunia-Ellie
It rained last night
And the petunias got drunk
With their purple faces
Shining like midnight stars
They lapped up heaven’s wine
Without an ounce of guilt
They are trying to pretend
It didn’t happen
By looking bright and beautiful
But I can tell
Their breath smells
Like God’s winery.
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