Well, there used to be one. This is the problem with going to the library while they’re having a book sale.
from this morning.
Well, some of them Tomatoes, rejoice in the sunlight. Peas as everyone knows are climbers. They’re also assassins; strangling the life out of little weeds with their small and delicate tendrils of death.
or two, or three, or maybe, just a grove of them. The blood of maples has been spilt on many a waffle. I suppose we are like vampires when we slowly drizzle their blood on pancakes.