STARTING PLANTS INDOORS

I bought a bag of potting soil to start pepper plants inside,

I grow amazing, pretty pepper plants that are my joy and pride,

I transplant them to pots on my deck,

I grow amazing peppers by the peck,

I feed them to my pigs and chickens, and so far, none of them have died.

FOR MORE

I will work all day for more pickles,

I buy them with my hard earned nickels,

They are really sour,

They have pucker power,

I fix my mouth by sucking icicles.

TOO HOT TO IGNORE MY POT

If only it wasn't so hot,

That I have to water my pot,

In my pot I grow greens,

That I mix with my beans,

And that's what I eat on, a lot.

HOE, HOE, HOE AND MAKE MY TUBERS GROW

My little potato plant would not grow,

I asked it why? It did not know,

When under it, I dug,

I found the tubers, snug,

I un-snugged the tubers with my garden hoe.

IF YOU HAVE A NO DRAIN, IT COULD BE LETHAL

I planted my tomatoes in an old tin pot,

The pot had no drain, so they got the root rot,

My tomato plants went dead,

Cautionary tale, tis said,

Drill some holes in the bottom, dot, dot dot.

CHICKPEA CHICKEN OF THE SEA SALTS

I got me an old hen, but I ain't got no corn,

So my Cornish hen, I cannot fully adorn,

I got some chickpeas,

And some salt from the seas,

For my chickpea hen, I'll start the oven mid-morn.

WHEN THE LAVA CAME FOR ME

I have a volcanic eruption in my yard, 

It's burns my tomato plants, and fries my Swiss chard,

Oh, oh, no, woe is me,

I'm drinking lava tea,

My gut will surely ache, when the lava cools hard.

WHAT'S IN A NOSE

There was a little guinea pig, and he always picked his nose,

Then one day he found out, just what up his nose could grows,

A pickle, squash and okra, and a big tomato vine,

A hot Hungarian pepper, and a bottle of red wine,

The guinea was inspired, so he set his nose to prose.

BENNY HAD TO TAKE A PEA

Benny had to take a pea,

Out of a pea poddy

He needed the form,

Twas a pea corn born norm,

So he could bounce it off a tree.

POTATOISM

There are potatoes in my stew, chilli and all my  soup,

There are potatoes in my fridge, freezer, cupboards, closet, stoop,

There are potatoes in my jelly,

Deep fat fried ones in my belly,

I got rid of my chickens and store potatoes in their coup.

BEET THE WORMS

I went down to the rover to wash off my beets,

When I cook beets with butter, they're sought after treats,

But, when I washed off the clay,

I felt such dismay,

The roots were worm homes and worm eats.

I WENT TO CHEBOYGAN TO BUY GREENS

I went to Cheboygan to buy me some greens,
I also bought carrots, kohlrabi and beans,
But, I tell you no fake,
I got a bad belly ache,
Seems, eating veggies is not in my genes.