Slow And Crafty Like As A Fox Poem by Mark Heathcote

I borrow, I borrowed this one
I borrowed that one
I borrowed these from here and there
"Borrow" what on earth do you mean?
"Borrow"? Well, I take a dried head of seed-
Then, or a young seedling from the verges
Or I pluck cuttings with my thumbnail.
Or take a trifling sucker that's a little - derail
Slow and crafty like as a fox; I tie a shoelace
And a small plant is misappropriated.
I borrow one!
One so small it will go unnoticed.
"Is that not stealing"? No, no it's just a
Borrowed one that's how all the best
Gardens are begun.