Monday, May 30, 2011

Ligularia Blues

Woke up this mornin’ and my Ligularia was gone.

Said I woke up this mornin’ and my Ligularia was gone.

There were holes in my Hosta,

The critters that done it had slithered off by dawn.

 

Woke up this mornin’ and all I saw was stumps

Said I woke up this mornin’ and all I saw was stumps.

A few slimey trails

That give my skin goose bumps

 

Up late this evening, I’m waiting for my prey

Said I’m up late this evening, and I’m waiting for my prey

Got some sharp secateurs,

Those slimey devils gonna pay.

 

With apologies to BB King

11 comments:

patientgardener said...

Very Good

ozhene said...

Like this a lot :-)

Karen - An Artist's Garden said...

Yeah man - love BB King - brilliant .... him and your version so much feeling, so much pain.
K

ronniejt28 said...

Very clever and with so much feeling!

Victoria said...

I've been doing the Snail Stomp this evening (with apologies to Jelly Roll Morton). Very satisfying.

Anna said...

Slimey, slippery, unloved and not all pretty
Oh HM every mollusc is quaking in its welly boots tonight
After reading your little ditty!

NellJean said...

Marvelous. I give you a 10.

HappyMouffetard said...

seem to have struck a chord...

Janet said...

Made me smile first thing in the morning...

Janet/Plantaliscious said...

Happy hunting! The frogs seem to make short work of the slugs, but the snails... Oh, the snails... They have destroyed all my coriander, most of my basil, uncountable annuals cut off before they could reach their prime. I take great delight in the crunch when I find one and send it to the great hosta garden in the sky.

greggo said...

Sounds like a zydeco stomp to me! Check out my recent blog post, I borrowed a few verses myself from J.Garcia.