by Alana (c)

AV Paranoia

My African Violets are dear to me
They surround me with serenity
Until I see some thrips on one
Then, pretty blossoms -- off you come!

And if their centers get too tight
I'm sure they have the cyclamen mite!
And what's that white thing in the pot?
A mealy bug --- I sure hope not!

But when my AV's behave themselves
And blossom merrily on my shelves
Then peacefulness returns to me
But wait --- is that a bug I see?

 

AV Addiction

African Violets are addicting you know --
There are so many beauties you just "have" to grow
And caring for them can become quite a task
"Then why have so many" you may want to ask?

Well, these little sirens possess a great power
It's hard to resist when you see a new flower
They will help clean the air, and they won't make you fat
My kind of addiction -- how healthy is that!
 
They cover my tables and a part of the floor
But I still have a pathway to get out the door
And they're helping to increase my agility
As I dance around trays -- No, you don't want to see!

When your child has left you with an "empty nest"
Your violets are there to make sure you don't rest
They demand food and water so relentlessly
There's no time to miss children -- so it seems to me!

And I'm doing so much more for re-cycling --
As I propagate leaves in almost anything
So now that I've listed all the good these plants do
I've defined "AV Obsessive Disorder" for you!

 

 

Violet Obsession

 

African Violets can be blue
And many other colors too.

I bought a violet -- then I got two
So my collection grew and grew.

These dear little violets are on the increase,
The desire for more just does not cease !

So I decide enough for now,
There is no room -- no way -- no how !

But now my eyes are all agog,
Oh no -- a new Spring Catalogue!