We saw this shrub the other day
With berries that were pretty blue
Out came the Nikon from my purse
What was this bush? I wish I knew
Against the wall of "The Olive Garden"
It grew unkempt and wild
And as we went inside to dine
It really made me smile
I asked a waitress passing by
What the shrub could be
She said she'd never noticed it
But now she's curious to see
The meal we ate was wonderful
Our trip had been so merry
And as we ate I had to wonder
Would the birds eat those blue berries?
I said to Phil "Our friends will know
As soon as we get home"
A girlfriend knew; it's in her yard
So then I wrote this poem
So can you guess what this shrub is
With berries brightly blue?
Come back tomorrow, when I'll say
Or else you'll wish you knew.