The tender young buds,
Hope of tomorrow,
Are the easy targets
Of loathsome bugs...
I nip them one by one
To give my new buds
A better chance to survive...
Hark -
Whoever hurts my young
Is my enemy, no doubt...
The tender young buds,
Hope of tomorrow,
Are the easy targets
Of loathsome bugs...
I nip them one by one
To give my new buds
A better chance to survive...
Hark -
Whoever hurts my young
Is my enemy, no doubt...