Gone To Pot
When at the bottom of the garden
pottering in the potting shed
plying those in need of weeding or reseeding
then putting all the plants to bed
she spotted and picked up a flower pot
which seemed to say 'Forget-me-not'
but as it looked somewhat more forlorn
she promptly unearthed filled and began
to sprinkle a little H2O here and there
with her trusty old watering can
altho' some clearly may have been seen to droop
and a few of the flora nearly fade away
it did the trick and in the nick of time
she brought them back and bravely saved the day
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