The Garden Monster

A girl in a garden Sat and wondered. She pondered and squandered her problems. She wondered how, She wondered why. It’s not like they taste like fries…. The ears of corn and the bean sprouts aren’t appealing, They require too much peeling. She tilled, very skilled. She dug, and found a slug. Then she pulled and ruled. The leaves of green, The leaves of red, Something was full to its head! It left holes and left bowls. It chomped and romped It tasted and wasted It washed its face… I took a chance and closed the space I got that bunny, It was quite funny! Now I can earn some cabbage money!