Curiously enough, the only thing that went through the mind of the bowl of the petunias as it fell was Oh no, not again. Douglas Adams - The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Now these aren't petunias, but I'll take that cigar.
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| Bring Sally up and bring Sally down. Moby - Flower |
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| The poppies hung Dew-dabbed on their stalks. John Keats |
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| The poppy opes her scarlet purse of dreams. Scharmel Iris |
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| Oracular Spectacular. MGMT- album |
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| Yeah ... poppies. Marcy Playground - Poppies |
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| Visions for those too tired to sleep, The seeds cast a film over eyes which weep. Amy Lowell |
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| Find me next a Poppy pozy, Type of his harangues so dozy. Thomas Moore |
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| I came as flowers, I came as nice, I came as dirt, and I came as a surprise. Modest Mouse - I came as a rat |
"Many have speculated that if we knew exactly why the bowl of petunias had thought that, we should know a lot more of the nature of the universe than we do now…"
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