Lucy Hill

Back to the Bush to lend a hand for the lovely Ms D, As I arrived I got a meow from her dear old cat Toby.

It was a solo mission, alone today, to help garden out the back, Ms D pointed out what she needed clearing, a big old pile of sacks.

So I double bagged the soggy sacks to bring them through the house, Without dribbling garden juice, slug or snail or woodlouse.

All the bags were moved out front, to be gotten rid, But there was a new found problem, a friendly arachnid.

Ms D was not a fan of spiders, ‘they make me feel sick’ she said, ‘Get rid of it, please, make it be gone, I don’t care if it’s alive or dead!’.

So I swept away the big old cobwebs, and brushed the spiders aside, Some of them were playing games, and trying their best to hide.

I persevered, and got rid of the beasts, to Ms D’s great relief, At the end of the garden so far away, I hope they didn’t bring her any more grief!

A final quick weed, a few big ones pulled, a sweep and final bag filled, My job was done, Ms D was pleased, and not one spider was killed!