Desired in the courtyard
And required in the graveyard,
Planted with a shovel
And transplanted with a trowel;
Enriching the glamour of lawns
And concealing a grave that yawns;
A frightening coffin making touchable
And unacceptable dead women lovable…
A noticeable presence in vaults,
Still to be fingered, it’s faults.
The proof of a lover’s affection
And clue to a suitor’s intention,
A boost to the Bride’s...
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