Hansel and Frieda are room-mates of mine

They are the most wonderful chums

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Are nothing compared to these ones

When they are near me, my heart is abloom

It’s nice to have them around

If they should leaf me for other bedrooms

My sadness shall be most profound

I cast it in verse, tho’ it soundeth pathetic

And maybe a little bit sappy

But I think that our friendship is photosynthetic

Without them I could not be happy

I bid them farewell when I leave i’th’ morn

And greet them again i’th’ ev’ning

They wilt when I’m gone, and look most forlorn

Without my CO2 to be breathing

Mere words fail to describe their worth

What better friends could I keep?

They are so meek, and down-to-earth

Our roots run firm and deep

My other room-mates drive me up the wall

As does all of humanity

But Hansel and Frieda say nothing at all

They are much better company

But growth is important for people at college

So I try to help them branch out

I read Shakespeare and Milton to increase their knowledge

And lo! how their wisdom doth sprout!

Hansel and Frieda are room-mates of mine

They shall always reside in my room

So please will you water them in your spare time?

‘Cause I’m leaving for break very soon.