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Fab Fours by Kendall Curtis

FAB FOURS…life is full of great foursomes. Some might even grow in your backyard. Kendall literally personifies the life of that rarest (and luckiest) of foursomes.

FAB FOURS

It gets hard being this liked. I have a whole holiday based on me. I’m just “that” girl. People have been looking for me for years, but you’ll never find me unless you have spectacular luck. I may not be a flower but boy, do I have power. If you haven’t guessed already, let me tell you who I am.

I’m a clover. Green and clean, kind of mean. I’m a clover, but not one of those three leaf dirty clovers. I’m a Four-leaf clover. You know the name and don’t wear it out.

BACK TO THE REAL LIVES OF PLANTS…

So over here in Plantville, these weeds and dirt eaters are trying to tell me that I’m too cocky and I’m not down to earth enough. Like how are you gonna tell me I’m not down to earth enough when I’m on earth? Girl, I literally am the Earth. But anyways, other than that mess I have just been chilling. You know, blowing in the wind, eating well, and just doing me. I don’t know why these other plants hate on me when they know they wanna be me. Like, make it make sense!

Imma give y’all a little tour of my 10.5 million dollar house. So up here is my shower because you know I don’t wanna be out here smelling like mulch. Right here is my Fenty beauty chloroplast spritz. (Rihana sponsored me.) Lastly, this is my closet. These are all my different soils. Right here is greeny go go, pink sun love, and orange light compost. Let me take you down here to my kitchen. I have all the good snacks. I got sunshine in a bottle, diet carbon dioxide because I’m watching my figure, and lemon infused oxygen. I guess you can say I have  a perfect life but you know I have a few stalkers like these old Irish grandma’s who won’t stop looking for me. Like I’m just trying to live my life and make this bag so I can get my mother out the ruff and tuff streets of Dandelion Road.

My mom does not got it like me. She got it bad. She only got two clovers left and she is going through it. She doesn’t get any rain , her soil is drying up , and they don’t get any sun down there.

If she had four clovers, her life would be easier, but she will never be me. Nobody can beat the original.

Kendall Curtis
Feb , 17 2023