Between two trees string Lie back and swing Careful not to flop Or to the ground you'll drop

When asked what he does for a living, the vegetable farmer said that he...

A drop in the ocean, outward rings; Skip a pebble 'cross a puddle, the water swings. How did these circles now appear? Break the tension to my surface, and I'll shake like I'm nervous.

I write with ink when plucked from sky, or rise as spikes when danger’s nigh. In gentle hand or bristled hide, a pen for words, or a shield of spines.

I’m easy to pick from the bunch If you want to eat me, you gotta get me naked first.