Gardening

a trial

While working in my garden

Pulling weeds from every place

I also pulled up a little man

With a beard all over his face

 

Bit of a shock I must admit

Then I remembered we’d met before

Because in the garden deep

He operated a ‘down to earth’ bookstore

 

Things living amongst the soil

Could climb down for books to view

This applied to each entity

Except the garden shrew

 

The worms all behaved responsibly

As did each and every gnat

Even as did the great gobblin gopher

Who was exceptionally unhealthily fat

 

But apparently, there’d been some conflict

With vested volumes rarely returned

Combined with many missing manuscripts

Meant, the shrew’s library card was burned

 

The shrew then sued the library

Tho’ its council was easy to follow

The lawyer he’d hired was a cat

And the complaint ended, with a swallow

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Tempting to go crazy about your wild-a*s train of thought here. But instead I have to compliment you on your complete lack of inhibition when it comes to shoveling corn (you cornball!) I swear, you have not a shred of uppity bullshit pretension in you & that's what I love about you so much. As soon as you said a guy with a beard underground . . . nevermind (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Dave Brown]

BG it is good to hear that you are not now a cooling pile of burned ash
to contradict your weather, we are on our 3rd day of rain with more to come
keep your fire hose handy

[barleygirl]

JEALOUS!!! (of rain!)

[Dave Brown]

Yeah, although I hate it, I feel blessed

[Ana Papaya]

Sounds like you have an enchanted gnome living in your garden. :)

[Dave Brown]

Good evening Ana Papaya
you are one of the few people that responds to my pedantic efforts so it is in my best interest to agree with anything you say
So, you are absolutely correct
I know that one day you'll leave me but until that day comes, I will thankfully agree with every word you write
Maybe not every word
Some words?
Possibly!

[Ana Papaya]

: )