Dandelions

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Another poem, inspired by the Dandelions I saw growing by the lake today.




  I'm a dandelion  


I'm a nuisance

I take root among others and choke them 

until the gardener comes and rips me out.


But I try

Only those without knowledge of what I do 

Enjoy my golden sprouts


But when I change

My petals into white puffs

They pick me and blow me away


No one likes dandelions.

That's why I'm a dandelion

A weed in disguise, no use today




Hope you liked it haha-

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