My Song

Dilly dally all the day, dilly Dolly
Silly Sally making hay under a brolly
Jilly sleepy through the best part of the morning
Rain goes to waste as it leaps off the awning
Lilly planted seeds in the wrong end of the garden
Now she’s planting roses and asking for a pardon
The sage is wilted and the parsley is saggy
Rosemary flowers and is pecked out by a maggie
Shears are rusting and the mice nest in the hedges
Dogs in danger due to holes in the fences
They paw up the dirt in great grassy wedges
I stare at my skirt while the webs choke the ledges
My song is written and it joins the commotion
Wool lays un-knitted and the buttons half sewn on
My song is finished la di da la di da da
Molly says good riddance as the sun goes under
I am singing and it turns into carbon
The bell is ringing but nobodies coming
I am singing la di da la di da da
The sails are pricking but the boat stays in the harbour
I am singing — ah