What's this, Mama? Ooh. A pretty flower.
She loves me, she loves me not. . .
What the heck am I supposed to do with a flower?
Yell at it? Try to eat it? Throw it in the air? 
Nope, nope and nope. I know what you do with a flower. You sing to it. Not just ANY melody, but my favorite tune in the whole world. The melody to the ABC song and Baa Baa Black Sheep. I literally sing this tune all day long. Oh, along with Three Blind Mice and the theme to Sponge Bob Squarepants. Good stuff. I'm an aspiring Frank Sinatra. He was Polish/German, right? 
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flowers....Do they even grow up there in the cold north? Enjoy this freak accident of nature while you can before the bitter winter comes again in about two days
-Aunt Beth
Just wait until the first Great Lakes blizzard of the season, then give me a call. We'll see who's city streets are cleared of snow faster. Remember, Chicago is run by the mob. Be careful who your friends are...
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