A soil without toil is where I plant my feet.
I thrive without strife, and flourish with ease.
Evergreen like the tree, I tower those beneath.
From my crown all the way down, you can tell I eat my greens.
Full serving. Heavy on the greens. Hold the envy, please.
I bare it all as I turn my cheek,
I am kind, not weak.
With roots unfaltering, all I ask is that you water me.
I recoil my coils and move smooth like a well oiled machine.
I am ever abundant, ever evolving, evergreen.
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Words written with love by yours truly.
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