03-18-2014, 09:39 AM
The Bleeding Hearts are lamenting Black-Eyed Susan’s tragedy.
Four O’clock was the dreadful hour when she drank a Hemlock tea.
Her abusive Jack-In-The-Pulpit should rightly be defrocked.
Viola bows a stirring Blues to assuage the garden shock.
Moonflowers sway as white ghosts, to the Nightshade’s muted horn.
Troubled gardens are rarely Mum on muggy summer morns.
Nearing dawn’s Canterbury Bells, a Monkshood shrouds his eyes,
the local friar will chime a plea for Morning Glory reprise.
Four O’clock was the dreadful hour when she drank a Hemlock tea.
Her abusive Jack-In-The-Pulpit should rightly be defrocked.
Viola bows a stirring Blues to assuage the garden shock.
Moonflowers sway as white ghosts, to the Nightshade’s muted horn.
Troubled gardens are rarely Mum on muggy summer morns.
Nearing dawn’s Canterbury Bells, a Monkshood shrouds his eyes,
the local friar will chime a plea for Morning Glory reprise.