The Compost Epic
by Donal O’LearyIWhen the autumn leaves fall downForest floor is filled with brownWho will eat these leaves and twigsLike a horde of hungry pigs?Mighty mushrooms, jolly germs,Magic millipedes, wondrous wormsEat all Mother Nature’s wasteFor which they have a special tasteBut what they give us in returnIs what we are about to learn.IIWhen it’s time for our spring cleanBusy buds burst lush and greenInsects birds and mammals tooEat and drink and...