SATURDAY CENTUS
asks for an Autumn song to the tune of
'Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star'!
AGAINST THE TREND
Autumn's very far away;
It won't arrive till after May.
In the Southern Hemisphere
It's the Springtime of the year.
I shouldn't write this song because
I live in the Land of Oz.
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OH WATERING-CAN!
A Sonnet
Oh watering-can , thou succourer of the flowers,
Left, hastily, upon the garden wall!
Built sturdily to freshen garden bowers
And make the hollyhocks climb up so tall!
She left you, as she hastened to a lover,
Half-filled and ready to be poured!
You waited, but, in time, you would discover
Mere metal is no match for one adored!
The leaves enfold you now with soft caresses,
As though they feel a certain sympathy.
But Nature, ever outwardly progresses!
Soon you will be enveloped by a tree!
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You will be lost for ever, in the greenery.
No more a well-loved part of garden scenery!
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