VERSATILE VERSE 3

That’s why enjoying gardening is so relaxing
And painting the garden fence terribly taxing.

Spray or a brush, now which one shall I choose?

She blooms, then dies, without much attention
the flowers are great, no fuss, don't need a mention

That's why enjoying gardening is so relaxing

I’ll try to make sure she’s within focus
Shall I then turn my lens on my little crocus

She blooms, then dies, without much attention

If we feed her with potash she'll merrily bloom
And when she does you’ll see her on Zoom

I’ll try to make sure she’s within focus

And then she’ll arise, like the flowers in spring
Happy and colourful with a bit of a zing.

If we feed her with potash she'll merrily bloom

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She’s probably better at rhyming than me
But she’d rather lie down with a nice cup of tea

And then she’ll arise, like the flowers in spring

She’s probably better at rhyming than me
But she’d rather lie down with a nice cup of tea

But she can be kind and thoughtful most of the time
Especially when I'm trying to think of a rhyme.

She probably better at rhyming than me

I doubt it, she's made of tough stuff
and there ain't nothing worse than a mother in the huff

but she can be kind and thoughtful most of the time

Would spraying with Dettol
This problem fully settle?

I doubt it, she's made of tough stuff

There’s simply no need to be obnoxious
To hang round like some vile streptococcus

Would spraying with Dettol

but I make sure she can't win that game
I’m the spoilsport who’ll take the blame

There’s simply no need to be obnoxious

She likes to play little games with my mind

but I make sure she can't win that game

In spite of applying my effort and might.

It seems some can win while some linger behind.

But older, she’s got quite a sarcastic tongue.

It sometimes seems nothing I do can be right.

Can't think why she wants to look down on others
When I've got at least six half-brothers!

She was very 'friendly' when she was young

I will pick and choose my own feller
and I'm certainly not afraid to tell 'er

Can't think why she wants to look down on others

Truth be told, she was rather high falutin
Airs and graces really, so not suiting

I will pick and choose my own feller

My mum always said he was not good enough
His family wasn’t quite the right stuff

Truth be told, she was rather high falutin’

But maybe top hat and tails would suit him
His head is too small, his eyes in line with the brim

My mum always said he was not good enough

He'll look more attractive in flattering attire
Whatever he wears he looks pretty dire.

But maybe top hat and tails would suit him

But clothes are essential, no pretty sight bare!
to see him like that would be a bit of a 'mare

He'll look more attractive in flattering attire

He looks the bees knees
Long scarf waves in the breeze

But clothes are essential, no pretty sight bare!?

I think a Dr Who outfit would fit him better
It suits him to the letter

He looks the bees knees

He looks so silly in his Superman pants
Especially if he jumps up and down as if they're full of ants!

I think a Dr Who outfit would fit him better