Let's Rumble By Christine Swiderski

Let's rumble

I hear you in the distance

Let's dance

As a politician

There is no romance

Stormy may be the samba

Usually a fox trot

Hoping for a storm

bringing substance

All I receive is bravado

With no Romance

What I need is substance

Not just a glance

A soaking preferable

My need is immersible

Not just Romance

A garden of pleasure

When fed with ingredients

Watered from above

You will see love abound

Give moisture to the earth

Growth comes from the mirth

Moisture and fertilizer

Plants abound

Yet humans need more

Than fertilizer for Mirth

Truth and substance

will bring you a yield

Look differently at growth

Than a farmer's field