I am harvesting greens in my garden.
Soon it will be a latter-day Arden!
I’ll get some tomatoes in my garden soon.
The mockingbirds took ours. Or was it a loon?
My tomato plants are blooming.
Soon in sauce we’ll be consuming
Can’t wait to harvest the meatball tree.
Then Pasta, it will be!
Now the garlic bread is toasted
The meal will indeed be well-hosted.
What wine? Is the question.
Choose the Chianti, it’s the best 'un.
Is it possible to be ninjaed about a bottle of wine?
Not to worry; you’re doing just fine.
And, after dinner, there’ll be a torte.
I wonder, will it be served by Gort?
For help, say “Klaatu barada nikto.”
I was on to you from the get-go!
Friday night and I’m sigh on The Dope.
At least it’s more fun than meeting the Pope.