Garden Tales: Poetry and Verse About a Bunny That I Curse
A bunny ate my beans for brunch.
My radishes he saved for lunch.
My daisies made a nice late dinner.
My flower patch is getting thinner.
Approaching with my hoe and rake
What greeted me? A long black snake!
Up hole one and down hole two.
You don’t like me, and I loathe you.
You slither under bushes, trees.
You slink nearby when I’m on my knees
Planting things and picking weeds.
No thought you’ve given to “my needs.”
Go thither, twist on out of here
And don’t come back another year!
Sorry my rudeness overtakes
But I cannot stomach stealthy snakes.
Tomatoes, caged, stand straight and tall
Without a trace of blight at all!
Within a week or two there’ll be
A ton to pick. Hooray, whoopie!
Zucchini plants are stretching vast.
Their blossoms: gold and growing fast!
Watch out! Don’t blink! Step back! Prepare!
There’ll soon be green squash everywhere!
Zucchini bread and scones and cake
We’ll see what else I’ll think to bake.
Prolific veggies make my day!
(You just might see some come your way!)
The walkway blooms are doing swell
The deck’s decked out in flowers as well.
My back is sore, my right knee aches
But my garden’s worth it for goodness sakes!
I love to watch the veggies grow.
I love to dig and feed and sow.
I love to sit and smell the flowers
That’s how I while away my hours.
The summer sun is fading fast
This weed I pull must be my last.
Goodnight my plants, sleep tight, take care,
And watch out for that vegan hare!