Written by Susan Lane

Spring Hedge Renovation

I can’t believe the lady of the house
Let me get so overgrown
In all of her time living here
It’s not ever been known
With brand-new hand shears
She finally came
And clipped me.

Oh, what a treat!
Now here I am sporting
A fabulous new bob
It’s such a nice feeling you see
All spruced up and ready to go
Must be date night
And you better believe
That I’m gonna go with that
Because it must be my destiny

I’m so lucky I look so fine
My lady of the house
Has made me look so refined
And in order to let the fresh air through
She trimmed
The rest of the garden too

The weeds have been cut back
And about time too
The place looked so untidy
I thought she’d given up
And was going to move
Considering her recent
Bad luck you see
With some family, unfortunately
Passing over and leaving
Her suffering sorrow and grief

Then with her slightly depressed mood
She appeared to neglect herself too
But she’s perked herself up
And seems to have gotten through
Maybe she’s realised the cats and dog
Need her too.
Looks like she knows that she needs to shine
So, I’ll adjust and make good use
Of this marvellous pamper time

Hedge Your Bets

I probably won’t see those shears again
But if I do it’ll be so I can blend
Into the rest, oh, gosh I’m so blessed
Although I really do look smart
She has made me look
A bit like a tart

But that’s ok for me
I was fed up with looking like a vagrant
On a doorstep
All scruffy and dirty
But now I think you’ll all agree
Having a nice tidy bush is most definitely
A brilliant addition
To this summer theme

Now the front garden
The hedge specifically
Is all completely done
I know I should say
We’re gonna have some fun
But now really the time to be
Celebrating or playing
The fool, no siree
‘Cos she got an Asti,
And fell asleep, Wahey.

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