Most of you know the tune. Here are some seasonally-adjusted lyrics, of particular use for zucchini-growers:
Amazing Squash! How huge the yield
That must be canned by me!
I made some bread, some mashed, some soup,
But more squash now I see
'Twas squash that taught my heart to fear,
How many can I cook?
I was peeved!
How precious did that sweet bread appear,
The hour I first believed!
Through many squash borers, droughts, and blight,
I have already come;
'Tis squash that has brought me safe thus far,
And squash lead me home.
When I've been picking 10,000 years
In the Bright shining sun
I've no more ways to share God's squash
Than When I'd first begun.
HT: The Ironic Catholic
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