Odd Things in the Garden

Today a hole-y poppadom Lying upon our front lawn How did it get there? I didn’t want it there So threw it in the scrubland Only… It acted like a frisbee And flew right over the fence Into the neighbour’s garden I hope they weren’t outside

Meanwhile, overnight, in my friend’s garden A brassiere appeared A huge, big bra But what do you do with that? And who on earth’s was it?

Then there’s the big, blue ball That keeps coming in To our back garden It was unclear where it came from So we guessed Threw it over the fence But a couple of days later it’s back again