Schadenfreude garden

 Now the fact is the father and the sun and the sky

Are all limits by which one must abide

And I have seen gardens

Yes I have seen many

There was Eden and Babylon

And even Gethsemane 

But of all of these gardens to which we give

Toast

There is only one truly 

For which I like to boat

For I dug on its borders

And I cried buckets and spades

And I gave to the cute hedgehogs

Their time in the glades

But I have no answers

To bring water from skies

When the dry weather comes

And the sweet plant dies

Give it a sprinkle

Wash its sweet face

For not even a wrinkle 

Can be found in its grace

Oh I guess that it's over

I guess the garden gods won

Who is the Adam and who is the son?

Man with his apple, Eve with her doom

They go down to the chapel

To sweep up the room

And there's nothing to grapple with

No twine or bind

If you lie down in the clover

Then a vine you will find

If it is in our power

To make a paradise

Then hold onto your flower

And close your good eyes

Make a wish for the garden

And let's see how your love grows

For it's all schadenfreude

Like the name of the rose