When the house was born
The builder made a good choice
A small bush out front
Under the window
It was meant to remain small
Neglected it grew
Two decades later
The little bush is immense
Overgrown indeed
This one little bush
Is now the size of seven
All along the house
Prickly branches reach
The walkway to the front door
As guests walk around
Christmas lights are strung
All over it and it was
Named “The Green Monster”
No ordinary shrub
One day soon it will be gone
Mama hates this beast
The wildings are the bestest, eh?
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Yes! Can’t wait for the Green Monster to be gone. 🙂
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