How's that little ditty go?

"Leaves of three, let it be?"

No. That can't be right because, One of four apparently did everything but lick it. She's got poison ivy up her legs, feet and arms? Not bad, but not pleasant.

"Leaves of three are for me!"

I can walk all through the stuff without harm....so far. Now give me a poison oak plant and we'll talk rash!

These aren't poison anything, but I thought they'd look nifty on my new black background.
Geez I'll miss summer!