For Ashley

Shhhhhhh, do you want to know a secret?
I went to a place, a magical place.
A garden where their grows one of everything
And one of a kind things, in colours
To dazzle your sight and smells to make
You wish you had two noses.
But be careful, for I knew a young girl
Who wished, and she got, many fingers.
Poor dear kept tying herself to her shoelaces.
So be careful, for wishes can come true
In magical places, especially here in the
Garden of Ages, known because here grows
Everything of all times and places.
The poets garden, full of ideas and
Imaginacreatives.
Imaginacreatives? what's an imaginacreative? you ask.
Well, that's hard to say, but
Nevertheless I saw one one day.
It was sort of a cross between a Snuffleupagus
And a rare purple and orange spotted mammoth
Wooley starfish, and it went around the
Garden eating all the cranberries that dont
Bounce, a most necessary job I assure you.
Ah! but it was a wonderful place
Full of wondrous things, the half of which
To describe would take years.
I saw a sultry eyed cat dancing Swan Lake
On a plate. "I'm a riddle." it purred,
Tail tickling my chin.
I sat and I thought, my mind did debate,
Then I smiled and knew, "Your a Platterpuss!"