Where do I welcome the guests
Where do I show them the rest
Sippy cup meant even less
To those of us welcomed to the
Where do I table the mess
Where do I pillow impress
Skimp a lump only unless
They go about welcome to the hedge
I’m cutting up the floor
I’m drawing double door
Carving up the green grass wedge
Welcome to the hedge
An anchor in the storm
An Ella with a horn
Starving to reveal my ledge
Welcome to the hedge
An accident inside a big balloon
A chilly glass relief upon the moon
Lest they whine
That topiary divine
Does not belong on this family vine
Welcome to the hedge
I’m cutting up the floor
I’m drawing double door
Carving up the green grass wedge
Welcome to the hedge
An anchor in the storm
An Ella with a form
Starving to reveal my ledge
Welcome to the hedge