Oh weeds oh weeds
What can we do?
We beat, we bully
We hoe you through
We abhor your success
Your greed for land
Your rush to breed
Your ingenuity with which you disperse your seed
Oh weeds oh weeds
We’re just like you
We ignore the reflection in the looking glass
And claim it’s all askew
Oh weeds oh weeds
We’re not like you
We’re just bullies
But you’re beautiful
On closer inspection you bring life
Swaths of yellow and white, what a wonderful sight
On verges, in fields; you brighten our days
You’ve earned your place, you deserve to stay
In our gardens we want you to die
Not understanding that we’re the ‘dominant’ species
We take our hoes and spades, but try as we might
You ignore our obnoxious nature and continue to thrive
So weeds, so weeds,
What shall we do?
I’ll sit back, relax
and enjoy all that you do!
hehe, I hope you enjoyed that! It would be wonderful to read any comments - especially any links to your nature poetry or poetry that inspires you.
Take care,
Tim
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