Do you like this silly children's rhyme?

Hi…I’m…a little green vine,

I want to find, a fence to climb,

I want to grow, twelve feet long,

Careful not to touch the lawn,



Spring, Seeds, the start of me,

I think I’ll go, climb that tree,

On my tips, buds will grow,

I'll put on a flower show,



Here she comes, water can,

Sunshine Lady’s, garden plan,

She likes me, her little green vine,

I dance in the wind in the summertime.



Hi…I’m…a little green vine,

Twisting, running trailing kind,

Black Eyed Susan and Sweat Pea,

They cannot keep up with me,



Watermelon’s big and slow,

Pumpkin vine has time to go,

And the Morning Glory’s blue,

Can’t grow as fast as you-know-who,



So…I’m…off to climb,

A trestle or a bench this time,

She likes me, her little green vine,

I’m here and there and all entwined.



Hi…I’m…a little green vine,

I look for spots of bright sunshine,

Up the wall or through a hole,

I can even climb a pole,
Do you like this silly children's rhyme?
Hey...tis is really catchy! and cute too...the children would definitely love it. =)

i like it very much, yes i really do...but i particularly like the second half of much better than the beginning stanzas:



Hi…I’m…a little green vine,

I look for spots of bright sunshine,

Up the wall or through a hole,

I can even climb a pole,



Yellow flowers opening,

Favorite of the Bumble Bee,

Humming Birds like nectar sweet,

I am everybody’s treat,



I will grow until the Fall,

Auburn speckle covered wall,

And the most important thing,

Spreading seeds to grow next Spring.



***well done!***
Reply:It's cute! Did you write it? I like the perspective in a vine's eyes thing. My favorite part is: "Spring, Seeds, the start of me,

I think I’ll go, climb that tree,

On my tips, buds will grow,

I'll put on a flower show"
Reply:Fun but monochromatic.



Here's one it reminds me of:



Spring has showered far her drip

Splash and trickle running

Plant has flowered in the sand

Shell and pebble sunning;



So begins another spring

Green leaves and of berries

Chiff-chaff eggs are painted by

Motherbird eating cherries



In the misty, tangled sky

Fast a wind is blowing

In a newborn rabbit's heart

River life is flowing



From the dark and whetted soil

Petals are unfolding

From the stony village kirk

Easter bells of old ring



So begins another spring

Green leaves and of berries

Chiff-chaff eggs are painted by

Motherbird eating cherries
Reply:Yes I like it Is it tour own ? Makes me think of my childhood Well done
hosting