Brown Turkey We have a little fig tree and plenty does it bear, As yet no silver nutmegs and not one golden pear.
Not that I'm much bothered, I'm very pleased to say.
I'd recycled some old breeze blocks in a rustic sort of way.
The planter proudly fills its corner, backs snugly into place And any sun that's shining will warm its shining face.
Immodest growth of fig leaves, verdant, close and lush, Leaves cover for the shiest prude without a need to blush.
In this globally warmed season of Michaelmas We enjoy juicy brown turkey long before Christmas.
Jack Kerr Coventry