Raj, our dear Assistant Gardener (his official title) but affectionately known to us all at Twilight Lawns as Raj the Gardener's Lad, wandered into Poetry Corner in search of one of his Black Orpington hens. When he found her, he stayed for a while, and under the persuasion of Mrs Eulalia Hawkins (she who will not take, “No” as an answer) made an effort, eschewing the use of pen and paper, to join in and produced this lovely little verse.
Mr Jack Lincoln Palmistry was enchanted, and pulling Raj to him in an avuncular manner, embraced him warmly and declared that Raj had “fulfilled all the requisites of meaningful verse” as set down in Mr Palmistry’s recently published. WRITING MEANINGFUL (BUT NOT TOO LENGTHY) POEMS FOR FRIENDS AND THE MARKETPLACE (soon be released in hard cover).
Wriggling out of his avuncular grasp, Raj went his way, carrying his Black Orpington under his arm, and sought seclusion in the potting shed with Tom Mould and Betty.