POISON IVY

It starts with just a little itch
And then begins to spread,
A bubble here, a bubble there
Your hand is turning red!

You rush into the house
To get the calamine lotion
You'd do anything at all
To stop that itching motion!

It didn't look like anything
There among the flowers;
Little did you know that you
Would itch and itch for hours!

Your gardening gloves are lying
Right on the deck outside -
Didn't think you'd need them,
The weed patch was not too wide!

Poison ivy takes the joy out
Of gardening for awhile
But the calamine is soothing,
You'll soon begin to smile!

It's the smallest of calamities
That a gardener gets to know;
Just look before you pull out
Anything you didn't want to grow!

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