Little juvenile snobs
Are such terrible things,
They get uppish and don't give two hoots;
So you cut them hard back
Like you do in the spring
To a shrub that's too big for it's roots.
Written Feb 1995
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yep, some of them need to be knocked back into line but then they do something wonderful and you forgive them......clever poem