The Limes upon the Cumquat Tree

And now for something different, Mawson’s Guardian brings you this lemon or, err, some sort of fruit.

The limes
Are nine
In number
On what was the cumquat tree.

Is it nature’s blunder
Or a horticultural wonder
That only limes fall under
This cumquat-less mystery?

No matter how we rooted it,
Re-potted it,
Re-booted it,
When it rarely fruited it
Just offered us a lime.

It scorned the tricks we tried,
Displayed no species pride,
And every year it shied
From bearing us a cumquat.

An apocalyptic sign?
Or phenomenon benign?
On what once was a cumquat tree
The limes
Now number

You are at Baffled Bear Books, the blog of Mark, guardian and hapless typist for Mawson Bear, Ponderer of Baffling Things and one of this bright world’s few published bears. Mawson is writer bear of It’s A Bright World To Feel Lost In.