Little seed, little seed; why won't you grow?
I placed you here so, so long ago.
Atop the surface of this hardened concrete.
Routinely I've watered you and frankly I'm beat.
A weeks worth of soda, kool aid and iced tea.
Heck!, I've even given you beer and liquor almost regularly.
And for all of my efforts what do I get?
A root, a stem, a leaf... not a bit!
In fact, you're just the same ole seed I started out with.
Only now you're discolored, sticky and wet, and if I had to guess a little sickly I bet.
As for all of the liquids I fed you in vain.
They've done little more than attract unwanted pest... Oh what ah pain!

Right then an there I vowed I must know.
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