Poems ✍️

  23.04.2026
  17


Author: Sylvia Spencer

A Garden Army

Come down to my garden and see the army
no my friends I have not gone barmy. They are
out in force dressed in red and black armour,
each and everyone a right little charmer.
There they go marching up the shrubs,
feeding off aphids and all sorts of grubs.
To us they are friendly and never a pest
they are enemies to the greenfly as well
as the rest. There they go again, on an
aphid attack with their red and black dots all
over their back. They are very voracious,
when it comes to their feed they will stop
at nothing until they have done their deed
They can munch up to fifty greenfly a day
so please be nice and put all the sprays
away. Lady Bird Lady Bird dont fly away
home, just come to my garden there's always
a welcome.




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