Life is like a garden,
Some people seem to be weeds.
But other’s are more like flowers,
Helping out and doing good deeds.
Still others seem to leech off others,
Helping only themselves.
And others are there to cheer you up,
Like lawn gnomes and decorative elves.
Life is full of many different types,
And yet it sometimes seems full of strife.
It’s an interesting walk,
Down the garden path of life.

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