Weeding, weeding, weeding
With chiggers, ticks and buzzings
Rawhands
Keep weeding, weeding, weeding
Yank 'em out
Toss 'em far
Keep on going
Pulling, pulling, pulling
Rawhands
Whacking, whacking, whacking
It's Lawn B for the heiau
Get a shape
Feel it out
More whacking?
Maybe
The good weeds they are a waiting
For me to weeding, weeding, weeding
By their sides
Rawhands
The flowers are there a waiting
At the finish of my weeding
Rawhands!
Thou needeth gloves.
ReplyDeleteOh I use gloves. I used a pair up completely this weekend.
ReplyDeleteI was gonna say gloves too. Guess you could keep a glove co. in business.lol
ReplyDelete:) Well, at least the flowers are there a waiting! (It would be MY luck that I'd get to the end of the weeding and find NOTHING left!)
ReplyDeleteI'll take raw hands over chiggers any day. :(
ReplyDeleteMy "singing voice" has been likened to geese farts on a muggy day, but I'll bet you a nickel that if you were to have someone shoot a Youtube video of you singing this ditty while your weeds met their fate, it would challenge that Gangnum Style for most-viewed Youtube hits! Do it!
ReplyDeleteMeant to ask, What is the white objects in the back of the third pic?
ReplyDeleteBarry I don't think so.
ReplyDeleteLola that white is a gravel driveway across the highway.