. Descriptive list of gladiolus. Nurseries (Horticulture) Vermont Burlington Catalogs; Nursery stock Vermont Burlington Catalogs; Bulbs (Plants) Vermont Burlington Catalogs; Gladiolus Vermont Burlington Catalogs; Delphinium Vermont Burlington Catalogs. CHAMPLAIN VIEW GARDENS THE FIEND I'm crazy—daft—stark, staring mad— Screw loose—unhinged. It's just too bad. I used to be a normal guy; Sound mind, quick thinking, clear of eye, But now, if I my neighbors meet, They hurry quickly across the street. I hear them say "that fellow's mad's A hatter. Cracked on ; I'm crazy—barmy—hypped


. Descriptive list of gladiolus. Nurseries (Horticulture) Vermont Burlington Catalogs; Nursery stock Vermont Burlington Catalogs; Bulbs (Plants) Vermont Burlington Catalogs; Gladiolus Vermont Burlington Catalogs; Delphinium Vermont Burlington Catalogs. CHAMPLAIN VIEW GARDENS THE FIEND I'm crazy—daft—stark, staring mad— Screw loose—unhinged. It's just too bad. I used to be a normal guy; Sound mind, quick thinking, clear of eye, But now, if I my neighbors meet, They hurry quickly across the street. I hear them say "that fellow's mad's A hatter. Cracked on ; I'm crazy—barmy—hypped and screwy— My brain is warped—my mind gone fiooey. I sit and mutter "Kunderd—Brown— Hornberger—Palmer—" up and down I say the list and then I start And say them backward. I've a chart Another crazy fellow drew. I've studied that and learned it, too. Originators, one by one, Are listed there with what they've done. I sleep a little but my dreams Are all of Ridgeway's color schemes. Then, while the family gently snore, I steal outside, twixt three and four, And hoe and dig and spade and scratch Around my dewy garden patch. I stake and tie and fertilize. I score and list and hybridize. Then catalog and save the seed, (A thousand times what I will need). I leap with joy—I dance and sing And make the good old welkin ring; I rouse the wife with joyous shout— 'Wake up! Come quick! Wasaga's out!" My catalogs are treasure—pelf. They'd fill that farfamed, five-foot shelf. The bulbs o'er which I moon and sigh Would take my yearly wage to buy. I'm crazy. All my actions show it; My family and neighbors know it. One moment I am in the clouds, The next—I'm close to bier and shrouds Through worrying for fear the thrips Will get my Mr. William Phipps. I'm crazy. Full of prunes and tripe But kindly put this in your pipe— Procure a match—proceed to strike it. I'm crazy, but, OH BOY, I LIKE IT. —Burton L. Spiller. 18. Please note that these im


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