The Malevolent Garden

Gorgeous out here today
Enjoyable that one doesn’t have to pay
 
Some tiny creature, furious with wrath
Is coming closer, onto your path
 
An arm trapped underneath a rock
No reason why, many looked and stopped
 
Beautiful flowers, oh what a delightful smell
As the scent enters your nostrils, this causes one to feel unwell
 
Wilma Fingerdoo’s girdle was lying on the ground
Her friend Stacy Rect cannot be found
 
Great Uncle Seymour Snatch standing near the lake
Accidentally fell in, strangled by a snake
 
Little Jenny Tayla watchers as her aunt
Is pulled feet first inside a plant
 
Large, hissing swarm of hairy insects
A baby was grabbed as the parents fought, but to no effect
 
The butler of whom the family is very fond
Is sinking in a marshy, bubbling pond
 
Suddenly the sky has become completely black
For those still here, better think on turning back
 
Scream, yell or thrash about
There is no way of getting out
 
The next morning the Malevolent Garden openes at 10
No evidence from the day before, let’s do this again