Cactus
I don’t know what you think of these prickly plants
Their spines or spikes are seen at first glance
Their stems have chambers to help them conserve
The water they need, their life to preserve
Originally most cacti grew in dry habitats
Where all other plant life would simply collapse
And their thorny exterior would soon scare away
Any desert snake that might chance come their way
Cactus plants come in every shape and size
The number of species is quite a surprise
They don’t have conventional leaves as such
But some do have flowers, but you better not touch
Some cacti are tall, pointing up to the sky
Others quite low and shaped like a pie
Some are multi-coloured, some monochrome
Some, like a temple complete with a dome
There are tiny cactus plants ever so small
And others whose height is really quite tall
Some seem to have large internal tanks
Holding water like our saved money in banks
Anyway whatever you think of these succulents
Many aficionados appraise their excellence
As decorations arranged in a classic display
Which can easily compete with a floral bouquet
Ken Fisher
To be honest, at first glance I went, “Ugh!, at the pic. Have to block it out and read on *smile*. Pic looks like fat, green, prickly maggots – Eww! Love the poem, though. PS I have tall, lovely, non-wormy-looking cacti in my yard.
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