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[ChristopherSea]

The Bleeding Hearts are lamenting Black-Eyed Susan’s tragedy.
Four O’clock was the dreadful hour when she drank a Hemlock tea.

Her abusive Jack-In-The-Pulpit should rightly be defrocked.
Viola bows a stirring Blues to assuage the garden shock.

Moonflowers sway as white ghosts, to the Nightshade’s muted horn.
Troubled gardens are rarely Mum on muggy summer morns.

Nearing dawn’s Canterbury Bells, a Monkshood shrouds his eyes,
the local friar will chime a plea for Morning Glory reprise.

Yes, that works too jeremy. Much obliged for your read and sharing your long line version.