Ode to Slurry- King of Smells!!

Monday the grass was cut and baled for silage:
Thursday they began 'mook shpreddin' (muck spreading to non-Irish) and I'm tellin' ya, the smell is enough to make your eyes water!

But as they say, 'its just good clean dirt!'

Anyhow, since I've got yous all writing Doggerel I thought I'd grace you all with my

Ode to Slurry!!

Oh Slurry, Slurry, King of Smells,

Thou black and goopy pong

Spreading wide o'er hills and dells,

Thy Stench remaineth long.

The Farmers love you very much-

They say you smell of Money;

It may be that their Hearts you touch

To us that's very funny!

Oh mucky Slurry, King of Smells

For you I sing this Song:

Please soak in quickly, deep and well,

And do not linger long?

And if that inspires you to doggerish flights of fancy please enter the Doggerel Contest!

Last chance- I'm picking the winners tomorrow, two prizes- one for the best and the other a draw! I've been sewing surprises yesterday!

Doggerel (I mean Poetry) Challenge and Flowers

Ok you chaps here's a Doggerel (whoops! I mean Poetry) Challenge for you: Write a rhyme starting with-

Five little jelly babies standing in a row...

As long or short or corney or daft as you like! Post it in the comments, and if you're REALLY good I'll find a prize!

Now here's the middle section of appliqué from the pink yoke of a quilt, if you can see it:-

I think I need to do similar on the two sides, yes?

And should I add a few leaves or something on the bare bends of the stem?

I'm doing a few embroidery bits to accent the flowers but they're not visible from a distance:

Opinions? Please?