
The dandelions came back again.
Hearty weeds; they refuse banishment.
First I treated them with poison,
Then with forceful rejection.
Stubborn, they refused to stay away.
Maybe they’re trying to tell me something.

The dandelions came back again.
Hearty weeds; they refuse banishment.
First I treated them with poison,
Then with forceful rejection.
Stubborn, they refused to stay away.
Maybe they’re trying to tell me something.
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