I lured you out of my garden and into my life
with fist fulls of lettuce and love
You covered my body in silver soft kisses
You covered my carpet in mud
We planned our futures
and our lives together:
A mortgage for a greenhouse
a place to own forever
I just want to relive that last dinner we had.
You, me, my mum and my dad.
The first course was perfect
a crisp summer salad.
But the main course didn't
suit your sensitive palate
Roast beef is where your life came to an end
my dad didn't realise salt is no slug's friend
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