A GARDEN ON WHEELS
Our house lias no garden; It stands in a row. With stone all about. Where nothing Avill grow; But every spring In a magical Avay, A garden in bloom will suddenly stray Into our street, So dull and gray. A garden on wheels AU ablaze with bloom;
Around the bend, By our house, it steals, With Tony driving And chanting a tune—■ "Flowers, (lowers, (lowers to-day." Tulips bright and hyacinths, Nod find bow as on they ride. And daisies bcckon from each side: Svi'eet, Oh sweet, the primrose smell And sweeter still the lily bell. Its fragrance.. floating 'like a tide. [ wish that I could go along (I'd ask no pay) To hold the reins or chant the song In Tony's way— ' "Flowers, flowers, flowers to-day."
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Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 7, Issue 59, 24 March 1944, Page 6
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130A GARDEN ON WHEELS Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 7, Issue 59, 24 March 1944, Page 6
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