Lord, please prepare a garden
For thy faithful servant John.
He will tend to it
With the hand of a master.
Its weed and pests
He will smite with staff and hoe,
And banish them forever
To the firey pit.

He will present thy disciples
With finest of fruits,
A joy to behold
And a joy to partake of,
Pure and sweet,
Free of insecticide and herbicide;
Grown organically with
Loving and caring hands.

A tribute to the skill which
You bestowed upon him as a child
Now he has come home,
To minister forever, to your Eden.

Amen.

-Anthony J. Florio (2/23/98)