Guess Who's Pooping in My Garden
Walk along the flower garden wall,
spy the poop and look up.
Last year they were so invasive that you could HEAR
their poop falling from the trees,
just like a gentle rain.
But it's not.
Poop from all the green leaves and lovely buds.
I can pick many off but not all.
Some are big (comparatively) and green
some small and brown.
All are voracious!
This means war.