Rosemary Blossoms
her lilac frills
Mclad in such finery
it gives us the chills
when big hairy bumble
and honey bee Brown
come to collect pollen
its then when we drown
in the riches of Bee Land
wings buzzing away
extending their nose parts
its how they pay
all of that sweetness
sticky as hell
leaves us in a fury
under their spell
Harriet hover fly
she comes along
her buzz is weaker
she sings a song
of blossoms and tadpoles
and mole hills and sty’s
all sorts of queer stuff
like crazy mud pies
Then albert ein aphid
a mathematician
steals from the bird feeder
he’s on a mission
counting the seeds
before the Robins all scoff
they are to be counted
before they bugger off
arguing really
his count was wrong
scoffing the seeds
they do that all along.
robin has flown
his redbreast quite fat
all of those seeds
we know where he was at
counting and eating the seeds
every one
And getting browned off
from just too much sun