Lemon Tree Glee
Luxurious little lemon tree
in the freshest garden next to a pea
was heartily happy and wildly free
She could be herself, and forever see
Chickadee’s nest and a drilling bee.
There was a haunting melody
Somewhere nearby a dog had dropped a D.
A forensic fellow’s forward-thinking fee
giggled a glorious glitzy genuine glee.
Shadows sheltered a shellfish-like she.
A kindly kingly kangaroo’s key
Languished and lollygagged near little Lee.
Where was the magnificent, marvelous me?
Hopping around on a nefariously naughty knee
Placating a pleasurable plebian plea.
Sprinkling a sprightly sparkling sparrow’s spree,
There was a terribly terrific turnabout toward lemon tea.
Wisely wandering within a wonderful whacky wee
Generously gyrating in genuine gallantry
Ending in a zesty zealous zealot-like Zee.
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