A very good friend gave to me
Some seeds of the Pepper Dew
A delicious additive to every salad or stew
I duly planted them and the seedlings grew
I watered them both morn and night
It was not a heavy load
Little did I know they would become
The abode of my nemesis – Mr Toad
No simple Rosé Pot for him this time
No shady nook or cranny
He had to find the dampest Earth in which to insert his body
And so I will rest my pen and find a dozen pots with no more ado
To fill with Earth and replant those little baby pepper dews
Give each and every one a new Berth
But Mr Toad – I think I will leave
Buried in the Earth
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