Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+ |
Custom Search
|
|
||||
Welcome ! | Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link | 03-June 09:34:07 AEST | ||
|
||||
|
||||
|
|
Array
(
[sid] => 85089
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Gardener
[time] => 2005-02-20 19:33:00
[hometext] => I don't know why or how I come up with these things. My wife says it's because I'm crazy. She's probably right.
[bodytext] => A gardener of the first degree A man with first class pedigree Developed an unusual tree And named it Joie de Vivre. It produced apple, orange, and plum And a flower much like chrysanthemum The man was called a genius by some But others thought him tiresome Because he had not much to say about things happening day to day his time was spent on Botany and his unusual fruit-filled tree. but now that he’s a millionaire his fans have come from far and near to hear him talk about botany regardless of the monotony. They listen closely to each word taking notes on all they’ve heard Not because of Joie de Vivre but how he’s made his money! He smiles and speaks of growing trees Of nature and its mysteries How it’s made him rich of heart from other science it stands apart. He goes on and on ad nauseam until they’ve had enough of him and leaves him to his gardening. The man smiles and while he’s digging He finds a nugget large and round About the twenty-third he’s found. He quietly hides the gold away And digs for most the rest the day And, though he loves his gardening The bottom line’s the important thing. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 7 [informant] => tomt102444 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
|