My Ineffable Bottle Garden
My ineffable bottle garden is the best in all the land,
It’s a place of absolute wonder, it’s really rather grand.
Only the most expensive champagne bottles are permitted like Dom Pérignon,
If my bottle garden was the mafia, it would be the Don.
My neighbour is jealous of my bottle garden, in fact he’s rather pernicious,
His passive aggressive comments are nothing short of vicious.
I’ll just ignore and go to my garden, there I’ll drink some wine,
There's nothing’s as grand as watching rainbows glint on bottles in the sunshine.
Copyright © Paige Turner | Year Posted 2023
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