Ten-Finger Exercises

Short and sweet?

to the tune of "Laredo"

As I walked out through the plot of zucchini,
I stopped in the garden to "set me a spell."
I saw a young squashy down in the green leafry,
I reached out and touched it: it was hotter than #%&#!*

*rhymes with 'spell.'

(That's pretty sad, but isn't it better than "the young cowboy wrapped in white linen cold as the clay"?)

So while I was settin' out there in the garden
Surrounded by zukes big around as my head,
I thought,They'll be too tough for steamin' or fryin'
but I could feed China with zucchini bread.