Oh look at that a viscious weed
Such a pest persistent
They grow in gangs immortal
Taking over unrepentant
Tough as nails embedded
Living arrow tips high flown
Bowling greens or football fields
Garden bullies overgrown
Nothing weedy about the weed
No matter what abuse we throw
Nasty nips or demon drips
Before we know it back they grow
Racketeers of tennis courts
They are the top one hundred seeds
Fairway travellers to the greens
The hole in one goes to the weeds
We love our playhouse shrubbery
Our garden green room suits our needs
Front row seats in royal boxes
Spot backstage chorus lines of weeds
Is human hatred of unwanted plants
A most unnatural stance to take
For standing guard in graveyards everywhere
Stand finest weeds all wide-awake
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