Two

water melon in my garden like the sun and moon just two… ”...launcher ready…” steady my hand tending the weeds near a row of beans a far away land ”...it’s not a good time…” so I wondered and thought of when wars are just plays staged in the hands of writers like me… I’d arm the nations with radish leaves squash for bullets that unload seeds Peanuts money on my jelly spread I’d share the health giving lettuce, head… ”... is it a good time now?...” who wants a cow chickens grown in crowded pens suffering blows in.human.e hands glitters the water between the corn I’d sale on ships into rosebud shores and i’d grow my fish in between the stores ”...I’m god in my garden…” and I divide the rows soing what suits me in tomato groves and near my basil I’ll build a school teaching the mint just how to be cool and over hear the potatoes anchor on stalks of beer ”...wellcome…” to chi… banana central read booms of cheer ...but they say I’m mental. lentils are sooo good in soup! my capitals I declare are true! I only cook When I brew my stew… and no one regrets in the garden of Sue. ”...yes piglet…” I was Just Making sure of you.