Oh there's a nice fresh marigold,
A juicy meal for me,
I'll wait until it's all gone quiet,
Then I'll go on a munching spree,
It's leaves are green and tender,
An inviting little meal,
There's plenty there to choose from,
Which one, looks the best for me?
I'll start with this fine sturdy one,
It really looks the best,
I'll put the gardeners patience,
Gladly to the test,
And after I've tried the marigolds,
There's some juicy lobelia there,
I'm just a hungry old slug you know,
And I don't really care!
Jayne Louise Davies
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