Prune your plants in regular intervals,
I been advised!
Instead I replanted them,
In greed of greater yield.
Stretched the seasons,
Created artificial rain –
Killed the soil!
Again in greed of greater yield.
Immediately fenced the grazing lands.
Cut all the tall branches,
Crossing the boundary lines.
In the happy thought of greater yield.
Birds stopped coming,
Animals ceased grazing.
No bees or butterflies for nectar,
And the greedy yield gave in!
Soon a call, a helping hand-
Suggested the ideals behind pruning, trimming, replanting, fencing and cutting –
And finally, I went for my way,
Not to give in for greed!
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