Inspired by Johnny Crow’s Garden written by L. Leslie Brooke located in A Children’s Book of Verse, Illustrated by Eric Kincaid, Poems selected by Marjorie Rogers. (Brimax Books)
A party a party of garden grow was John’s desire that he wanted more more.
To grow grow a banana for the monkey who was the tailor swift for clothes for the bear to wear.
Spectacles abridge a nose of sharp pointed black he dug dug dug dug a row a day to feed all at party celebrate.
Concentrating great he took his time to grow this for that one and sorrow beware be gone for all were expected to fun fun fun.
Oink Oink the pig wore a cap the goat’s heels were agleam with a doctoral degree he claimed free.
The lion portrayed his all with conceit he brought fashionalble tie around watching the beaver cry for attention for he felt sick.
The rat was a soul of feather with his nose inclined to find the cheese and the crane was crabby for it rained on him incessantly.
Squeal squeal the stork said I’m through I graduated with honors tu tu and the Hippo sighed I wish I knew more more with legs across.
The elephant gestured to self and talked talked while the goose thought he knew it all but got shocked because the whale said wrong wrong he ha he ha.
The fox said I’m sly hee hee you ain’t got nothing on me and the mouse said “sh sh sh” with the cat whipping her tail and tux saying I’m different what about it.
The owl hooted can anybody hear anymore? Where is the party? Hippo replied what you care I always eat up everything anyway so they claim.
Being a gracious host John the Crow said shut up and let’s all enjoy and eat.
By
Felicia McCaw
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