The Green Finger Rap

Some fingers do the walking
Some fingers point the way
Some fingers say come here
And some say go away

Some fingers they are angry
Some fingers they are rude
Some fingers say be quiet
Some fingers just get crude

Fingers, digits, pinkies
You all know what I mean
But tell me, have you ever seen,
(And I'm not talking gan-ger-reen)
Fingers that are really green?

Well...I got green green fingers
I got green green fingers
I got green green fingers
I got fingers that are green

I can pot a plant
I can make it grow
I can dig and weed
I can reap and sow

I got green green fingers
I got fingers that are green

I can trim a hedge
I can prune a rose
I can set my veg
In nice neat rows

I got green green fingers
I got fingers that are green

My lawn is green
My house is green
My pol-i-tics
Are turning green

I got green green fingers
I got green green fingers
I got green green fingers
GREEN FINGERS!


Poem copyright Bernard Young
From Brilliant by Bernard Young, Kingston Press, 2000