I had a wheelbarrow!!But the wheel fell off:-)

Sitting in a sunken garden...
Pinking in a sinking sun
Thinking of a summer long ago:
When one was twenty-one.

Naming all the flowers so friendly...
Shouting at the shrubs so thick
Lo, behold, Lobelia...
One bite and the Bishop was sick,


How nice to be in England...
Now that England's here,
I stand upright in my wheelbarrow,
And pretend I'm Boadicea.
Hi Ho
Hi Ho