Or The Man Who Sort of Rhymes

I've been a little distracted, but mostly good, despite the FFM's harping on me amidst his naps, this weekend, working on the Soil Chem. It's hard like Mexico, and time consuming! (He doesn't hear me when I say it aloud to him, so maybe this way it will sink in.)

Thanks for the break, Ebony. This is a riot.