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Mary, Mary quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.
Ella, Ella, writing your novella,
How does your garden grow?
With iron ink and extreme hijinks,
And stale cliches all in a row.
Lily, Lily, very silly,
How does your garden grow?
With big red noses and squirting roses,
And grinning clowns all in a row
Violet, Violet, what a pilot,
How does your garden grow?
With parachutes and long commutes,
And golden wings all in a row.
Written for dVerse's 10 Year Anniversary!

So enjoyable to read this. Love the rhyming verses specially the third stanza.
ReplyDeleteHelen, Helen early this morn
ReplyDeletewalking briskly thru the corn
do we pick it all today
do whatever grandparents say
Love your poem.
What a fun write - I love those nursery rhymes - esp. the one with the parachutes
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this so much! So humorous.
ReplyDeleteThis was terrific, imaginative, and fun to read… excellent… 🙂
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed this, very playful and fun. :)
ReplyDeleteLovely! This made me giggle - especially the stanza about the novella :-)
ReplyDeleteThis is absolutely delightful!!💝💝
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