Herb Garden BluesA Poem by Chris Shaw(A bit of garden fun)
My aromatic rosemary
beware of creeping lemon balm. It's clear to me he's fond of you I'm sure he doesn't mean you harm. Take tea with him, he'll calm those nerves, no less my friend than you deserve. Advise him that you've had enough, you're not his little bit of fluff and warn him should he not take heed, you'll needle him and do it well. Tell him that his rampant spread has taken over all the bed. Short and pointed, get it right, retreat or else you'll stand and fight.
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13 Reviews Added on September 22, 2018 Last Updated on September 22, 2018 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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