SENSE AND NONSENSE

The Lusty Month of May

‘Twas in the lusty month of May

When green buds they were swelling

We sowed some seeds in a garden box

Outside of where we’re dwelling

We planted turnips, onions, peas,

Some carrots, cabbage, greenery,

And flowers with their colours bold

To brighten up the scenery

Imagine our surprise when on

The birth day of the queen

We found amongst the seeded rows

New species in between

Hybrids flourishing like weeds

And veggies, flowers mating

Sweet pea and onions were entwined

In casual copulation

A patch of turnip-marigolds

And infant bean-azalea

Disturbed the earth when they thrust up

In energetic flurry

But since the lusty month has passed

Our plants have all been sorted

The compost pile has grown somewhat

With seedlings we’ve aborted