Thread:Peachy4872/@comment-39062437-20190819190438/@comment-39062437-20190827200319

Flowers: Oh, no!

Luna: I’m not a weed!

Snap-dragon: Well, you wouldn’t expect her to admit it. Would you?

Lily: Why does she stand there and go to seed?

Marguerite: Or go to root.

Rose: Now, just a moment.

Snap-dragon: Be quiet, Rose. Out she goes. Out. Out at once.

(The flower start to shoo Luna away)

Luna: Oh. If I were my right size, I... I could pick every one of you if up and...

Snap-dragon: That does it. Doogwoods? Tiger Lilies? Snap-dragons? Get rid of her at once.