Dandelion
Oh dandelion you are a weed!
Much despised when gone to seed!
We may curse you in the ground,
But myriad uses can be found.
Culinary and curative,
You have benefits to give.
And your beauty's plain to see,
Loved by beetle, bird and bee.
You'll grow anywhere, with ease,
But keep away from my lawns, PLEASE!
-RH-
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