The horse ate the roses,
The sheep ate them, too.
The goat ate the lilacs
Before their debut.
We planted new roses
And built a new fence
With plenty of space for
Their frolic cadence.
We planted new lilacs
And pleased all the bees,
Then kept all the critters
And kept all the trees.
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