when spring is nigh
i heave a sigh
to where the pretties grow

i rake the leaves
and gather the weeds
before i plunge my hoe

so delicate
these flower beds
which i begin to sow

oh magic shed
such magic shed
what will you bloom today

as i huff and i puff
with my garden glove
your magic starts to play

don't hesitate
sign up instead
your green thumb needs a-fondlin'

when autumn peeks
the shed door creaks
and garden gnomes a-stumblin!