A Lack Of Whimsy

Reality,
It must be noted,
Is sometimes
Guilty of
A lack of whimsy.
Allium, she says
So definite
So certain
No plant would
Dare
To contradict
Or say, Sorry, no
My name is
Seuss-root.

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