The mysterious appearance of an ornamental fish pond
A stony troll of grilse and fat And a big one at that Wandered into a cave Mainly because he was feeling particularly brave
The garish brute was frozen from snout to root And after an eon or more He emerged with a might raw In the middle of someone Wexford garden
With a languished sigh Mistaken for a terrible cry The last snowdrop caught his eye
The small white husk As white as a mammoth's tusk Made him stair from dawn till dusk
He had his heart set on rampage But surely it would be an advantage to straiten the flowerbeds up a little first
Longing for some small pardon He had the idea and started to garden He found the garden shed and with swift movements of his head managed to carry the garden tools
Evening after evening with hoe and rake gleaming He planted sowed and reaped
With gardens mysteriously getting better And the weather getting wetter
The disappearance of most local cats And the strange footprints on the mud flats Where decidedly blamed on the pixies and rats
His eyes widened with a menacing gleam When he finally realised his coy carp dream Heron net hanging from beam to beam
A stony troll of grilse and fat And a big one at that Wandered into a cave Mainly because he was feeling particularly brave
The garish brute was frozen from snout to root And after an eon or more He emerged with a might raw In the middle of someone Wexford garden
With a languished sigh Mistaken for a terrible cry The last snowdrop caught his eye
The small white husk As white as a mammoth's tusk Made him stair from dawn till dusk
He had his heart set on rampage But surely it would be an advantage to straiten the flowerbeds up a little first
Longing for some small pardon He had the idea and started to garden He found the garden shed and with swift movements of his head managed to carry the garden tools
Evening after evening with hoe and rake gleaming He planted sowed and reaped
With gardens mysteriously getting better And the weather getting wetter
The disappearance of most local cats And the strange footprints on the mud flats Where decidedly blamed on the pixies and rats
His eyes widened with a menacing gleam When he finally realised his coy carp dream Heron net hanging from beam to beam