My dear friend Doo Dwiddltus,
Just got a cactus.
With an incorrigibly non green thumb,
He’d like a guide that makes things dumb.
So listen up, dear chap
Your rearing skills may finally get a clap.
Cacti don’t ask for a lot,
Just keep them some place hot.
They don’t take much space
So be considerate of their place.
Those thorns might prick
If you tend them with an ick.
Water them once in a while
Every so often they’d make you smile.
They do blossom, oh yes!
A shy, modest bloom, I’ll ‘fess.
They may not offer shade
But a silent friend you’ve made.
The prompt for Day 22 of NaPoWriMo 2017 is to write a georgic. The original georgic poem was written by Virgil, and while it was ostensibly a practical and instructional guide regarding agricultural concerns, it also offers political commentary on the use of land in the wake of war.