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  • Vine Nursery Rhymes

    Rary, rary
    Quite contrary
    How does your garden grow?
    With Seaweed and shells
    And little bluebells
    And begonias, all in a row.

  • #2
    Twinkle Twinkle little seed, will you grow to help me feed, Up a trellis, on a vine, in a greenhouse, make me wine, twinkle twinkle little seed, make me something that I need.
    Last edited by MissPea; 15-10-2018, 10:12 AM. Reason: emoticon didnt work

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    • #3
      VC or not VC it really doesn't matter
      that little old Welsh woman
      really likes to chatter

      her garden trials, there's no denial
      is sometime quite astounding
      she scatters seeds among the weeds
      then gives the ground a pounding

      her methods though different from
      the norm
      actually does take on some form
      with seeds and plants from A to Z
      you will find them all set out in beds

      but no matter what you think
      her garden plans will make
      you blink
      she sits and dreams of some
      weird scheme
      to make you cough and splutter
      for after all she is the leading
      NUTTER
      it may be a struggle to reach the top, but once your over the hill your problems start.

      Member of the Nutters Club but I think I am just there to make up the numbers

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      • #4
        That grand chicken VC
        She had ten thousand seeds,
        She sowed them up at the top of the hill
        And she chopped down all the weeds.

        And when they came up they were good,
        And when they grew big they were great,
        When VC picked some of every one
        She had dinner on a plate.

        Location - Leicestershire - Chisit-land
        Endless wonder.

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        • #5
          Baa,Baa, Jayell
          Have you any Leeks?
          No Sir, No Sir.
          Wait a few more weeks.

          Baa, Baa, Jayell
          Have you any Mint?
          No Sir, No Sir,
          I looked but I di'nt.

          Baa, Baa, Jayell
          That very good news,
          No Leeks or Mint,
          Means I'm safe from Lamb Stews

          Bye, Bye, Black Sheep
          Glad you like the News,
          Off you run 'til Springtime
          To play with all the Ewes.

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          • #6
            Boo Boo black slug,
            Have you ate my leaf?
            Yes Lump Yes Lump,
            I am a nightly thief.

            Boo Boo black slug,
            Can you spare a bit?
            No Lump no Lump
            I always eat all it.

            Boo Boo black slug,
            Please spare a plant or two,
            Why should I Lumpy,
            If it’s only meant for you.

            Boo Boo black slug,
            Start to look around,
            As I’ve sprinkled salt all over and onto the ground.

            Lumpy Lumpy what a waste of time,
            I’ll always get the most of it,
            No matter what you do,
            As I’m a little predator,
            So a big Boo Hoo to you.
            Last edited by Lumpy; 16-10-2018, 02:46 PM.
            I have not failed. I've just found 10,000 ways that won't work. Thomas A. Edison

            Outreach co-ordinator for the Gnome, Pixie and Fairy groups within the Nutters Club.

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            • #7
              Slugs and snails they sat on the wall,
              Slugs and snails said "We'll eat it all"
              But we've beer traps and nematodes, egg shells and lime,
              So watch out you molluscs you're on borrowed time.
              Location - Leicestershire - Chisit-land
              Endless wonder.

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              • #8
                Lumpty Dumpty sat on the wall
                'cos Lumpty Dumpty was really quite small.
                Sitting high up there made Lumpty feel tall
                And piles of old tyres would cushion her fall.

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                • #9
                  I had a little new plot, nothing would it grow
                  But a broken milk churn and a rusty crow
                  I dug and dug and dug again
                  I filled up skip loads three
                  And now I'm growing sunflowers
                  bigger than a tree...

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                  • #10
                    Lavendar blue dilly-dilly
                    Lavendar plain
                    Won't grow near me, dilly-dilly
                    'Cos we get too much rain.

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                    • #11
                      Sing a song of sixpense, a pocket full of jute
                      Four and twenty blackbirds, ate all my fruit
                      When the fruit was finished, the birds began to sing
                      Wasn't that a good reason to bring the netting in?

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                      • #12
                        Humpkin Pumpkin sat on the dirt
                        Humpkin Pumpkin had a growth spurt
                        All the plot growers who worked as a team
                        Couldn't lift Pumpkin to light Halloween

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                        • #13
                          Hats off to 1 Bee who is now our resident poet. Well done you.
                          I have not failed. I've just found 10,000 ways that won't work. Thomas A. Edison

                          Outreach co-ordinator for the Gnome, Pixie and Fairy groups within the Nutters Club.

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                          • #14
                            ‘‘Twas the night before seeding.
                            And all round the house,
                            VC was grabbing as quiet as a mouse,
                            She had armfuls of seeds,
                            To spread the next day,
                            And, if they all grew whey hay hay.

                            Early next morning with no sound of a lark,
                            She stood in her garden,
                            Under cover of dark.

                            Ripped open packets were scattered about,
                            As she bimbled and sashayed the seeds all about.

                            Now grow you bluffers,
                            She muttered out loud,
                            Grow big and healthy and make me feel proud.

                            Of being a grower,
                            Like millions and more,
                            Who tend to the earth to put food in the store.

                            I’m proud to be potty,
                            She told little Spud,
                            As I care for our planet and you know that’s all good.
                            I have not failed. I've just found 10,000 ways that won't work. Thomas A. Edison

                            Outreach co-ordinator for the Gnome, Pixie and Fairy groups within the Nutters Club.

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                            • #15
                              Youngest used to have nursery rhymes every night... I used to adapt them as we went to make him laugh.

                              The versions with all the poops were his favourite.

                              Love yours, Lumpy.

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