I once knew a man in the gardening trade, <br />Bob Green was his name <br />He was surly, he was staid; <br />He thought he knew it all <br />But between you and me <br />He couldn't tell a lettuce <br />From a lilac tree. <br /> <br />Written Autumn 1995<br /><br />John Carter Brown<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crazy-tradesmen-rhymes-no1/
