Here She Comes Again

Here she comes again, That clip-happy, snippy crone who fancies herself a gardener. What? She is doing such a horrible job of it. She clipped two of us unmercifully yesterday, And we both had potential, talent, and gloriousness These other buds can never hope to achieve. Duck, my friends, hide. The thorns are not doing a good job of snatching at her. We need her cut up, and bleeding So she will return to the house. Love it that she has on a new straw hat with a gay ribbon. Leopard spots; makes sense for her. She is a leopard, leaping and crushing us, under her Silly garden shoes with the decorative owls. She is snipping and singing. Hey! Watch what you are doing you old hag. Uh-oh. She is cutting this way. Dhramn! She got me!