In my entire life
Nothing but strife,
And everyday a stride;
Never letting to glide!
I've never sketched
a petal
Never had success
in rebuttal;
Going on, everyday
perhaps as sunshine
That, like reeds,
streamline!
So definite as
perennial
And a Kingston trio asked
Where they've gone;
Here are gardeners
in denial
Never discerning
a pun!