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.