Roaring round the garden,
Dressed in his Sunday best,
Popping up in lovely lawns
And spreading out when pressed.
A splash of yellow sunshine,
Wildly roaming free,
A diuretic detox, for a
Sweeter garden pee !
Time-telling childhood blow-balls,
Torpedo on a stem,
Nice with ice and burdock
(That refreshing little gem).
A mascot for the army,
Resilient and strong.
A source of golden nectar,
For the bees all summer long.
A weedy lion for the quacks,
To take all pains away,
But most of all, a sign that it’s a
Blue sky sort of day.
