George went out
To see his seeds
And to pull up
Any weeds

He stared and stared
At a blade of grass
Growing in his
Pickle patch

How dare you come!
He yelled and ran
And got his shovel
From the garbage can

It will happen
Hulky told his friend
You’ll be pulling out weeds
Til summer’s end

But I don’t want to!
George was in a mood
He really wanted
His pickle food

So he got up
He headed out
And poured the pickles
From the spout

“That’ll do!”
He then sat back
To see if more pickles
Would grow back