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So I imagine that a roll in the hay is out of the question too…
Any hard hearted person found trampling the tender, fragrant grass will be publicly executed (away from the grass)
If they had a sign about dogs the grass might be less fragrant.
Sounds like someone’s been smoking a lot of the fragrant grass.
I’m normally soft-hearted, so I’m gonna smoke them instead.
Has anyone noticed in the reflection that there’s actually a fence protecting the grass from soft smokers and heavy tramplers? Now THAT’s what I call omnivorously caring for the environment.
And the grass is not even sleeping…
I tried to talk the grass to come for dinner but I got no answer. It’s hard-hearted grass.
Just careful where you walk lest the tender grass becomes hard hearted.
My lawn is getting a restraining order and will be suing for emotional duress.
♫ They call her Hard Hearted Hanna
The meanest gal in Savanna
She tramps on the grass
While she’ pourin’ water on a drownin’ man ♫
A beautiful start to a poem. I feel quite emotional now.
And picnickers are just pure evil!
The Chinese text actually translates to “Keep off the grass you sons of bitches!” but the tourism ministry decided to soften the message a bit.
This was on the BBC website a while ago – it looks like the keep off the grass policy has worked, when you compare this (picture 8)- http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/talking_point/8220166.stm – with the above.
Walt Whitman was here.
,,,I just wanted roll on the grass dispassionately
Add “with angry feet” at the end and it’s a haiku…
You utter hardhearted monster. That grass never deserved to be trampled.
Kudos to J.T. for photographing this outrageously amusing sign and getting himself in the photo at the same time. Well done. God bless those lovely translators…getting all weepy over tender, fragrant grass…
There’s a field of tough, stinky grass about a mile down the road. You can trample on that if you want.
J.T. better not have trampled the grass while taking this picture, his reflection in the sign looks awfully guilty! 🙂
poetry!!!
Don’t walk on the grass, you might hurt it’s feelings…
Judging from all these grass signs, it seems to me that “grassment” fellonies are on the rise in China.
“I’m gonna harden my heart…I’m gonna swallow my tears…”
I’m tenderhearted, so I just trampled a little to smell the fragrance.