How do I thwart them? Let me count the ways:
I'll thwart them by whatever crazy means
I can devise to save my runner beans -
Those evil gastropods who nightly graze
The tenderest shoots and leaves, but spend their days
A wolf pack of terrestrial submarines
That waits to chomp my crop to smithereens,
Come dusk, in mottled greens and stripy greys .
I've tried the buried jar of drown-in ale
I've picked them off the leaves at midnight - YUCK!
Tried pet hair, copper wire and wood ash trail
And sprayed with nematodes but still no luck
It seems my every ploy is doomed to fail
But wait - I've an idea: I'll get a duck!
YES - get a duck! Brilliant love this.
the never ending battle, slugs, moles, pidgeons, cabbage white. i feel for you and all us gardeners. I like the rhyme format, two 4 line stanzas together and then an interesting six, makes for a good read
Ah the old enemy. I've admitted defeat now in the face of overwhelming numbers