1663 – Leaves of Three

Leaves of Three
This is why you always bring toilet paper on a camping trip.

Poison Ivy

I wandered from the beaten path
and now I feel their lasting wrath
in every crevice, every crack:
a prickling, tickling, itch attack.

I didn’t know a plant could be
my irritating enemy.
The little leaves in groups of three
could be the very death of me.

Author: Samuel Kent

I'm a dad who wants to share his labor of love with the world. I also happen to be an award-winning artist and poet. Follow the lunchbox doodles and poems on twitter: @LunchboxDoodler!

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