The Cabbage Mutt
One tender age not many years ago
in tendless garden by the soil damned
the cabbage mutt took root and learned to grow.
I cupped the seeds and side by side did sow
the sire and dam by supple, tender hand
one tender age not many years ago.
And wherefore ever, we may never know,
but then is past, and tendless in that land
the cabbage mutt took root and learned to grow.
It needed water, none could I bestow,
but blood I had, I fed the thirsty sand
one tender age not many years ago.
No walls were near, the winds would wail and blow;
I gave a corpse as refuge, refuse, and
the cabbage mutt took root and learned to grow.
Beware the seeds, the sire and dam below;
forget you not how tendless, void command
one tender age not many years ago
the cabbage mutt took root and learned to grow.