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September 4, 2012

Oh gangly vibrant heliotrope!
A glorious scene to see!
One needs neither glasses
Nor a field-scope
That flower is cleome!

It stands in our garden
Salutes passerby
Bone-dry soil hardened
Oh, so stinkiní dry!
Surrounded perchance
By lots more thirsty plants
Fair cleome stays pretty spry!

We were spared Natureís scorn
And actually ate corn
From venerable local fields;
No losses to mourn
As stalks were shorn
In this year of reasonable yields!

Much grieving, we guessed
For arid Midwest
As summer to fall congeals;
They gave their best
Whilst put to the test
Though getting the rawest of deals!