HappyMouffetard
Monty, if you cut down those tall hedges and got some breeze through, you might get fewer fungal problems? #shoutyhalfhour
As you'll note, I didn't @Monty into the conversation. I don't follow him, either. And he certainly doesn't follow me, although he did briefly and mistakenly follow my alter ego a couple of years ago. It would seem, however, that he checks out the #shoutyhalfhour hashtag, as I had a reply:
Monty Don
And so, having read a Dr Seuss book to Thomas at bedtime this evening, I have turned the programme's general coverage, my response, and Monty's reply into a small poem.
With apologies to Dr Seuss' Green Eggs and Ham..
That boxy blight, that boxy blight
I do not like that boxy blight.
Do you like it in your
hedge?
Do you like it on your
ledge?
I do not like it in my hedge
I would not like it on my ledge.
You may like it on
living walls
You make like it on
your box balls.
I do not like it on living walls
I do not like it on my balls.
Not in my hedge
Not on my ledge
I do not like it with all my might
I do not like that boxy blight.
If you don’t like boxy
blight
Why not try to let in
light?
Let in some wind and
blow away
Those fungal spores that
like to play.
I do not want to cut it down
That would make me grump and frown
I do not want to lose tall hedges
Even though I’ve blighty edges.
Try some fungicides,
you'll see
That they might kill
it properly!
I do not want no chemicals
Dusted on my boxy balls
A brown dead mess won’t make me panic
Unlike the thought of not being organic.
Perhaps that boxy blight’s OK
I’ll keep it for another day
No chemicals, no cut down hedge
I’ll keep my blighty balls, I pledge
I’ll give no plant its final chops,
I do so love my blighty box.
2 comments:
bloody brilliant.
Inspired :)
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