Poems written by Peter Gibbs over 60 years, inspired by romance, travel, the beauty of nature, emotions and family and friends - peterspoetry.co.uk 

A Fig Problem

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I love the fine fig houseplant

I got from my friend, Pat,

I sat it on a windowsill

And thought that was that

I watered it once weekly

From bottom not the top

But then without a warning

Some leaves began to drop

They're yellowish and sticky

Not pretty now at all

It seems that in September

It's chosen that it's Fall

So now I'm seeking remedies

Perhaps a leafy soak

In diluted Fairy Liquid

I'm such a hopeful bloke

Maybe this will cure it

If not I'll have a moan

As it will mean I'm leaving

Pete's cactus all alone.

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