A rosemary; how strong and pungent the smell
Like a fresh onion, ready to be peeled.
Grows and grows in the wild among
Others such green and lush trees, ready to be plucked.
From our dishes, the rosemary stands out,
Shrieking loud and shrill calling for our attention
But oh, its not just the smell, but the herb-filled flavors.
The same one you smell when you stroll through the forest,
Letting the leaves speak to you, and tell you their hidden secrets.
It surely cannot be missed with its
Sharp and edgy long leaves and sturdy brown branch
No, no, such a picturesque and magnificent beauty.
Speak to me, speak to me
Oh wonderful rosemary, spice up my life
The way you do to my food.
A Rosemary is like a thin home, sheltering my herbal needs
No need for thyme, no need for scallions.
Oh rosemary, you are like an angel to my food
guarding it from horrid smells.
So continue, Rosemary, and do your role
Scream to the air with your sharp smell,
For we will not deny anymore, we will revel in the open
For you are THE herb, the only herb for me.
Like a fresh onion, ready to be peeled.
Grows and grows in the wild among
Others such green and lush trees, ready to be plucked.
From our dishes, the rosemary stands out,
Shrieking loud and shrill calling for our attention
But oh, its not just the smell, but the herb-filled flavors.
The same one you smell when you stroll through the forest,
Letting the leaves speak to you, and tell you their hidden secrets.
It surely cannot be missed with its
Sharp and edgy long leaves and sturdy brown branch
No, no, such a picturesque and magnificent beauty.
Speak to me, speak to me
Oh wonderful rosemary, spice up my life
The way you do to my food.
A Rosemary is like a thin home, sheltering my herbal needs
No need for thyme, no need for scallions.
Oh rosemary, you are like an angel to my food
guarding it from horrid smells.
So continue, Rosemary, and do your role
Scream to the air with your sharp smell,
For we will not deny anymore, we will revel in the open
For you are THE herb, the only herb for me.