They were talking in tho office of their horticultural pursuits, and the energy expended thereon; also of the laziness of some colleagues who’d never tilled a sod, or planted a beau. The office wag, however, capped the tales by relating how his neighbour crossed sword grass with ordinary grass, and when the wind blows the grass on his lawn cuts itself!
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Evening Star, Issue 23657, 17 August 1940, Page 1
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