The Mad Gardener's Song.
revised by the Mad Gardener himself

All due respect given to a great writer and my garden page theme designer, Lewis Carroll.

You can read the real version by Lewis Carroll here.


He thought he saw some pretty flower's
by his hedge-row bed:
He looked again, and found it was
Creeping Charlie to be dread
"An enemy with a silver lining," he said,
"can mess with ones head!"


He thought he saw a ravenous beast
munching on a garden bean:
He looked again, and found it was
a Rabbit rather lean
"I will not shoo him out," he said,
"for that would be quite mean!"


He thought he saw the color red
dancing off a rose:
He looked again, and found it was
a case of juxtapose
"I am the gardener, afterall," he said,
"of bliss and sunburned nose!"


He thought he saw an arbor with door
that stood inside his head:
He looked again, and found it was
an addiction to be fed
"Perhaps to the other side," he said,
"that's where I'll be led!"


He thought he saw a garden-room
all enclosed but for a view:
He looked again, and found it was
slight no less off queue
"I'll dip it in an inkwell," he said,
"a rainbow of colors will do!"


He thought he saw a Perennial
that proved it was a Bishop:
He looked again, and found it was
a Monarch on his Hyssop.
"If put apon a pedestal," he said,
the point would be, to miss-it!"



And now I'm standing on the grave of a soldier that died in 1799
and the day he died it was a birthday
and I noticed it was mine
and my head did'nt know just who I was
and I went spinning back in time... -CSN

I, the mad gardener, was in fact born on the fourteenth of January.

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