I’m Growing a Truck in the Garden

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From the book The Armpit of Doom

I’m growing a truck in the garden.
It’s true, though it may sound bizarre.
I’m growing a bus and an airplane,
a rocket, a boat, and a car.

I planted them yesterday morning.
I’m sure they’ll be sprouting up soon.
I’ll water them all every morning,
and care for them each afternoon.

My mother said, “Let’s plant a garden,”
for gardens are one of her joys,
but I didn’t have any plant seeds
so that’s why I planted my toys.

 — Kenn Nesbitt

Copyright © 2012. All Rights Reserved.

Reading Level: Grade 3

Topics: Poems about Friends and Family

Poetic Techniques: Dialogue, Irony, List Poems, Narrative Poems


From the Book The Armpit of Doom

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