Tommy in the Garden

Tommy, look now -- see him drag
The hose to water his flowers near
the window, where my mother, aged
sees danger
Calls: "racoon out there in a rage
Get someone to handle whatever grade
of rabid animal. -- they/ve got the gear
Tommy, drag it over --squirt it grand
He'll wreck his garden now, oh dear!
There's the truck, their coming -- dang!
Why is he bringing that Great Dane?
Don't go out there --My mother's anger
wasn't like her. Lily's the dean
around here and she's grand
But Tommy! The flowers! How can he earn
a living this way? The phone -- it rang
"There's no Edgar here"
And looking out over the water -seer,
my mother asks "goose or gander?"