The Gardeber
A human with a garden plot
Was sitting down and thought a lot
About what he would need
Regarding tools and garden seed.
"Foundations always should be sound,"
He said as he prepared the ground.
With grunts and groans he spaded it,
Then with a rake he graded it.
He sweated as he toiled so hard,
But when he thought of his reward
Some pictures started dancing in his head
Of veggies, and of pretty flowers in each bed.
All day till dark, till almost night
His family was watching him with pride,
While on a hill beside a maple tree
A rabbit watched him too, with glee.