Well, yesterday was spent in pulling weeds,
And digging weeds, and getting rid or rocks.
And why? So I can grow organically
Some stupid plants who’d die without my help;
Without the extra fertilizer, care,
And water that they need to live and grow.
The fertilizer is organic, so
Don’t tell me that I am a hypocrite
For saying I’m organic. Well, I am.
It isn’t cheating. You would have to be
A nut, a leftist nutcase if you thought
It was. I mean, come on. Just read the bag.
It says it is organic on the bag.
“Our freshly aged manure balanced by
the perfect ratio of N.P.K.
to make your plants the envy of your friends.”
And next, I guess, you will be telling me
The little Roundup that I use to kill
The stubborn weeds . . . I know. I know.
It’s not organic either. Well it is.
It says right here it will degrade. So there.
Don’t say I’m not organic, ‘cause I am.
Just look at all the weeds I pulled by hand.