I’m sure God has reasons
For the daring dandelion.
I hear that their leaves make good eatin’,
And that their flowers make fine wine.
Richard says their latex
May be used for industry.
Any useful thing that’s done with them
Would be just fine with me.
When we lived in the city,
It was considered quite absurd
To allow the plants to come to seed
To feed the hungry birds.
We’d attack our lawns with Round-up,
And hunt for the offending critters.
Here, the spent seed spore sentinels
Are our lawn bugs’ babysitters.