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A Spot of Gardening

by bardo

I think there was something wrong with my bladder I noticed I was starting to pee a lot (Must have had an infection somewhere), It was like every thirty minutes I was going off to the loo At this rate I thought you'll have the handle of the loo worn off with all the toilet flushing you're doing, A little while later I'm out in my back garden walking, getting some air And there's this... there's this great big weed just growing there And I think to myself "I wonder what'd happen if I peed on that weed Would it kill it or have any effect on it' So I started peeing on the weed, and you know strangely it starts to become this kind of obsession with me A kind of a scientific experiment, this peeing on the weed (Probably shows how empty my life is LoL) All through the day I go out to pee on my weed Even at night I go out with a flashlight just to pee on my weed And sure enough about a week and a half later The leaves their all starting to wilt, the whole plant just starts turning to mush Well that's quite a discovery I say to myself, Pee it's a a potent weedkiller And then there's this other weed, a different kind of weed and I start peeing on that one too And y'know the same thing happens After a week or two of being constantly peed upon The other weed starts to wilt as well turn to mush I'm suddenly reminded of the famous old scientist Issac Newton The guy who was out in his garden one day and got hit on the head with the apple and then invented gravity (What goes up must come down) "Well", I thought, "Issac you're not the only one who discovered something in his garden Us scientists, yea! we got to stick together, we're a rare breed altogether" Anyway awhile later I'm down the shop and I bump into this neighbour of mine He asks me 'Are you enjoying the lovely Spring weather ?' I told him I was, that it was lovely weather Then he asks 'Are you doing any Spring cleaning, that house of yours ?' I thought for a second, then said "Spring cleaning...Naw!" Then I smiled "But I have... I have been doing a spot of gardening though".
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Written by
bardo
62 / M / Ireland
Published
May 2, 2022
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A Poem for Spring. More pee.

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#bladdered#loo#weed#obsession#scientific#gardening
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