Next time I must check before planting
When the merchant delivers my seed
I ploughed the top field in the morning
Made sure that I’d cleared it of weed
All the large soil lumps made finer
Each worked to a very small till
Then hitched up my seed sowing trailer
And sack after sack did I fill
It drilled to the depth seed required
The growing time shouldn’t take long
Watered till shoots started showing
I then saw that something was wrong
The seed I had ordered was turnip
A crunchy veg purple and white
My merchant slipped up and sent pansy
Which doesn’t cook well but looks bright
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
LOL...Perhaps you could use them in a nice salad David! ! LOL Very witty poem! Hugs, Dee
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good attitude making the best of a foul up with merry lines of rhyme well done I would have turned purple with apoplexy and still be muttering and stuttering cheers Shimon