My neighbors have a strange little shrub on their front lawn. It boasts a sunken middle--rather like a green leafy pudding-filled breakfast roll. Like a fearless investigator, I sneaked over there with my camera early one morning when my riders were late for the commute.
Ah. Poor meter reader guy. I'll bet he remembers that one.
It causes him no end of trouble-- That bush which resembles a bubble. Each month when the reader Examines the meter He thinks about making shrub stubble