HIGGLEDY ISN’T PIGGLEDY

Drop the scissors, stop your fussing,

Just flop back, relax and breathe,

You’ll find higgledy isn’t piggledy

There is wonder in some weeds!

Neat never tickled anyone’s goosebumps;

Let those daisies live their lives!

Put away that bloody lawnmower,

Read your book, go ride your bike!

Lose the trimmer, let vines tangle,

No, that poor bush isn’t dead!

Leave the power hose for tomorrow,

Why not go play golf instead?

(I’m going to whisper the next part, so he doesn’t hear!)

My lovely husband has the zoomies,

Sitting still isn’t his jam.

He cleans and tidies, does the shopping,

I think I found the perfect man!

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