Feed the pussy willow
As a branch of them snuggles into your arms, you notice
a small sign behind some crabgrass:
DO NOT FEED THE FLORA OR FAUNA
by Order of the Keeper
"Oh, oh!", you say to yourself, "I could be in big
trouble."
Just then the crabgrass, which looks exactly like
your favorite seafood, Alaskan King Crab,
says...
The soft gray kittenish blooms...or buds...animals?
Oh well, whatever they're called in this place, daintly
lap the milkweed you've offered, then begin purring
contentedly.
