The start of a new sown beginning
up and down fifty five times
this battle with tiller I'm winning
In the end this garden'll be mine
So what if my rows are too straight
the red clay soon will be lined
with greenery to view from my gate
crazed work, but it'll be all mine
Future tomatoes from a mizzyfied field
with beets running along for the ride
pea, okra and bean zigzags yield
a hopeful smile garden-row wide
So laugh at my tilling please do
I'll make you a salad when through
up and down fifty five times
this battle with tiller I'm winning
In the end this garden'll be mine
So what if my rows are too straight
the red clay soon will be lined
with greenery to view from my gate
crazed work, but it'll be all mine
Future tomatoes from a mizzyfied field
with beets running along for the ride
pea, okra and bean zigzags yield
a hopeful smile garden-row wide
So laugh at my tilling please do
I'll make you a salad when through