Aussie Poems For Gnome and Garden

OPEN GARDENS We have an open garden, but I'd really have to say It's not the open garden that you'd visit every day! It's open to the possums that eat everything in sight, And the wallabies and rabbits that come and feast at night. It's open to the currawongs that eat the ripening fruit; It's open to the wombat and the digging bandicoot. It's open to the thistles that spread their downy seed; It's open to the blackberry and every noxious weed. It's open to red spider, to aphid, mite and tick; It's open to the fungi that make our garden sick! So we have an open garden - but what surprises me, In spite of all our visitors, there's garden left to see!