The grass grows greener here. Look, the grass is up under your feet. Why? Because God made it so. But my grass is beautiful enough, though it is mix with other grass don’t you know. When you find it, you will know the grass grows greener here. I work through the rain, snow, and stormy weather. It cannot stop or keep my grass from growing. For the grass grows greener don’t you know. When travelers come by and sigh and say, “the grass grows greener here,” I say with a smile “yes, I know.”
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