What does the cat purr in your ear?

 

 

 

Brome Hay Served With Love is Much Much Tastier.

 

 

The horse was his only possession,

Sometimes it caused him pain,

Often it put him in indescribable trouble,

Suddenly it was gone,

Without the slightest complain,

He was supposed to feel a relief,

But it bothered the farmer a lot,

The owner felt devastated,

One question was burning his head,

‘Where is my white horse?’

Nobody likes rejection,

The owner owned a wife,

She overheard the flower bed conversation,

She tended the living,

Watering flower pots,

She was a kind woman,

Exactly like her husband,

She took a good care,

Of flowers and their buds,

That’s why she understood,

Flower footle and gossip,

She took care of chickens much,

But hens’ cackle was like Chinese,

A mysterious confabulation,

 

A News Agency ‘Flower Bed’,

 

Flowers sneered with cattiness,

Behind the petals rings,

‘Do you hear the latest gossip?’

‘It is not gossip,

It is a raw fact,

Yesterday the white horse eloped,

With the towering silver tree’,

‘Wow!

I think about eloping too,

With a humble and bumble bee’,

‘I feel sorry for our landlord,

A horse was his only wealth,

As to ‘eloping too’,

You have a too fat stalk’,

‘Would you remind me how many days,

Because I have lost count,

You have been waiting to be pollinated by bees’,

‘I care about his health,

I don’t belong here,

You all are the ugliest flower bunnies’,

‘The farm is his only riches,

To be honest we all have to say,

The mare was very helpful,

A big help with farm chores’,

‘It’s all about them!

It’s all about the horse,

What is about us?’

‘We are not his possession,

We are his treasure, perfection and love’,

‘Then what is about me?

I have an ugly blister’,

One flower shook off dew,

‘I have a hole in one of my leaves,

I was vilified by a green caterpillar,

My beauty is ruined,

I am a rag,

And our lord is not even near!’

‘Tell me how it happened,

Has anyone seen the towering tree?’

‘It is very old news,

You all are in slow blooms,

Are you the princess of elves?

You have so big ears,

Haven’t you heard it yet?’

‘They say it’s a beautiful tree,

Wearing silver armor’,

‘Are you a believer in love at first sight?

Do you want me to leave?

And to come back at night,

Dreaming about tomorrow’,

‘They say it’s a caring tree,

Wearing silver armor’,

‘Wake up and open your eyes,

It is a solid platinum plant,

You are faded and fat dummies!’