Potted Plants
I am afraid of potted plants
as silly as that seems.
I dread the way they sway and dance.
It haunts me in my dreams.I worry that they might break free
of potted prison dirt
and use their roots to strangle me.
The agony! The hurt!Can’t bring myself to water one:
It fills my soul with dread
to think that one might shun the sun
and feed on me instead.I fear someday they’ll all agree
to put ME in a pot
and never feed and water me
because they all “forgot”.
That’s hilarious! So is the picture 🙂
Thank you, Catherine. I can thank my boys for the idea, and for this joke:
What do you call a cannibal who only eats vegetarians?
Canavegetables.