“Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary”

It’s fun to put a twist on a nursery rhyme. Peace to your !

Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With King Harry potatoes and kiwi tomatoes
And Lipstick sweet peppers in rows.
The cockleshells reeked of fish, you see,
To which I have a severe sensitivity;
The silver bells rang when I tried to rest,
Leaving me tired, pale and depressed;
And the pretty maids I never could stand—
Beside them, I looked terribly bland.
Not one of them was quite to my taste,
So I had them replaced.

© Stephanie Malley

NaPoWriMo 2016 Day 5 – Write a poem that takes its inspiration from, or incorporates the name of, one or more heirloom plants.