Bindweed (The Meanest Flower)
The gardener hates you; the
smallest blind tendril
Groping at prize blooms, those pampered fat
hussies,
She'll savage and murder, with hoe and with herbicide.
Deep go your taproots, though;
let just a hairsbreadth
Survive and you'll thrive, you meanie, you strangler,
To menace the nice, you Darwinian
genius.
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