Strawberry Lady

There is an old lady who lives down the street,

The one who I am scared to meet.

I find her quite strange and scary,

Because every closet in her house is filled with strawberries!

She eats them for breakfast, supper and lunch,

And when she wants something juicy to munch.

She says her berries fill her with joy,

Talks about them like they're an amazing new toy.

She grows them in a garden behind her house,

And complains they are eaten by a nasty little mouse.

I have been meaning to tell her these few simple words:

"I ate them you silly old bird!"