Pretty Weeds, Pointless Deeds
Persistent seeds
Grow root-like feet;
The front yard has an ingrown toenail, they shriek.
We're dawning on an epidemic, they strain.
Don't dally around the shears, they scold .
But I think I will;
Wait for the paint to chip off--
Peony posy periwinkle.
Grass seed cream.
Clovers jubilee, glittering; the clear coat of dusk.
Winter has the most perfect makeover in mind-- be patient,
your (frickin) socks are being shipped,
I suggest.
Grow root-like feet;
The front yard has an ingrown toenail, they shriek.
We're dawning on an epidemic, they strain.
Don't dally around the shears, they scold .
But I think I will;
Wait for the paint to chip off--
Peony posy periwinkle.
Grass seed cream.
Clovers jubilee, glittering; the clear coat of dusk.
Winter has the most perfect makeover in mind-- be patient,
your (frickin) socks are being shipped,
I suggest.
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