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Tuesday, 7 May 2013
Dandelions aren't so dandy!
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Ode to the Dandelion

Oh Dandelion, so short and sweet,

With Golden hair and rooted feet.

You come out in the spring sunlight

Your shining face it is so bright.

In April each year, you don’t hesitate,

Like a litter of bunnies, you proliferate.

Like a yellow wave you always come,

Your Latin name…? Taraxacum!

I see you in all the vacant lots,

In manicured lawns and flower pots,

I see you in the rain and during the drought,

I see you wherever I am about.

In the cracks of my driveway and up near my house,

You’re quickly becoming an unwanted louse!

You get into my beds and into my grass,

I wish I could get rid of your…………stems.

You bring all your brothers and your sisters,

But you’re uninvited to my party mister.

I want you all to go away

To my neighbor’s lawn, be gone today!

So if dandelions are bothering you,

There’s only one logical thing to do.

We can help you get out of that scrape,

Just give us a call, we’re Rothwell Landscape.

With a quick little spray you’ll be happy again,

Our fertilizer program will help more grass fill in.

A sprinkler system will make your lawn strong,

And those dandelions will be long gone.

Again if you missed it the very first time,

Our number, 539-1799.

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Posted on 05/07/2013 4:20 PM by Justin Weller
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