Found this sitting at a train station. Someone just turfed it out.
Must be forlorn.
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(*For lawn… you get it. You like puns. Don’t pretend otherwse. Don’t grass me up).
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I was walking outside and the wind was blowing when suddenly I noticed the plants were talking to me. It was at this moment that the vines realised I could understand what they were saying and they were like…
