Wish I was as famous as Paddy,
The grower of greens with a grin so chatty.
Not a movie star, not front-page news,
Just Paddy and plants stealing all the views.
While I’m out here Googling “How to be seen,”
Paddy’s out there growing celebrity green.
Carrots line up for a signed debut,
“Please Paddy, one selfie—just one will do!”
Tomatoes blush when he walks on by,
Lettuce faints (emotionally, not a lie).
Even the soil whispers, “Mate’s a star,”
Worms brag softly, “Yeah… we know who you are.”
Wish I was as famous as Paddy, it’s true,
No red carpet—just gumboots and dew.
Proof that fame doesn’t need glitz or glitter,
Just good vibes, good crops, and a compost critter.
And while Paddy grows hope straight out of the ground,
I’m doing my bit, planting kindness around 🌱
With a little bird planter pot—cute as can be,
$1 from each sale goes to mental health, you see.
Small pots, big hearts, that’s the plan I’ve got,
Because healing can start with a plant in a pot 🐦💚
Penbyzee
Wish I was famous as Paddy
