A VISION OF JUDGMENT

Evening Star, Issue 24096, 17 January 1942, Page 3

A VISION OF JUDGMENT

What my garden plot now grows is Cabbages instead of Boses. Carrots drilled in martial lines Take the place of Columbines, Lilies, Stocks, Pinks, and Phlox. Peas are such as man may cat— Practical, but hardly sweet. One© I had selected areas Full of yellow Calceolarias Blue Delphiniums, lank and tall, Stood along the garden wall. Mignonette, Violet, Pansy, Poppy, Picotee, Rioted promiscuously. Where T used to sweat like blazes Cutting dandelions, daisies, And (occasionally) grass, ' Wondrous things have come to pass. Now it grows Spuds in rows. Here’s a puzzle; Will the crop Match that brave display on top P Drat the idle fellows, dodging Garden work in flat or lodging! Drat old Hitler and the Japs., Making necessary chaps Leave the farms. Take up arms. Look what all these mad dictators Do with Maoriland’s potatoes. So our trim suburban places Starve our eyes but feed our faces; And, if things continue thus, Flowers will be superfluous. Greens alone Will be grown; Nothing to relieve the scene Save the Scarlet Runner Beanl Things aren’t quite so bad at present. This is merely an unpleasant Prophecy suggested by Vegetable scarcity. Veg. are short. We import Spuds —yes, spuds. I’m telling you. What’s New Zealand coming to P ' ■