You should hear grass complain when it rains…

Bluegrass, OTOH, welcomes dancing.

SNOWFLAKES!

Toe jam?

Did the grass ask

Looking at you, ‘Muricans. Time to go metric!

Going by some of the things I’ve done on the grass, my feet would be its least worry.

Fine then, green grass. I’ll just tramp on the dead grass instead. They like my feet. They say they can’t feel a thing.

I feel the green… grass… dreading my feet,
I hear the screams come from the ground, come from the ground…

But this is exactly what the Chinese says… “The green grass is afraid of your feet”.

It’s just that in Mandarin it rhymes.(qingqing de cao / pa ni de jiao).