‘Twas a bummer of a summer – much too hot for me. And the yard was quite charred where I spit my seed. But August rains came to the plains, and up sprang something new – and like a monster or a lobster, it just grew and grew! Having fun under the sun, I watered it well; it boomed and bloomed, making melons after a spell. First tiny, then shiny, but expanding all the time. I knows it’...
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