The Little Lonely Green Leaf

Today a leaf had fallen on the floor and was sitting all on it's lonesome. So i took it around the office and fanned myself with it (which looked hideous in itself because it was so small!).

In a fit of what could only be known as "Fridayism" I decided to write a poem about it, slightly hilarious and nonsical (nonsense) as it is, it doesn't make any sense whatsoever.

Hope you have a giggle!

Enjoy!

"One little lone leaf sitting on the floor
Fell it from the pot plant, resting near the door
Along came Alisha and all at once it cried
'Please don't let me wither, hold me closely to your side'

The little lonely green leaf, saved from carpets grim
Was now the talk of many leaves still growing on the limbs
As Alisha waved the leaf from one stroke to the next
The ladies in the office seemed confused and so perplexed

The leaf with it's new owner was as happy as ya mum
While all the other pothead leaves were green and very glum
Because, you see, it didn't need the dirt to save it's life
It waved throughout the office with such freedom in it's life

The moral of the lonely leaf is clear as clear can be
If you see a lonely leaf when making cups of tea
Pick it up and help it out because you never know
When a leaf might save your life from the beastly winters snow"