A foamy cure for a garden crisis
a rose bush, individual buds
encased in a moving mass
a living second skin
bright green, kelly green aphids
covering the crimson,
the green, forest green
what to do, oh what to do
to rid roses of aphids
soap suds, liberally poured
do the trick though it looked
a little funny
pest control from the kitchen
foam from the sink
August 13, 2006 14:28
(Raymond A. Foss)
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