pretty yellow flowers,
swaying in the breeze,
the root pushing you so high,
jus' ankle length, reach for the sky,
snubbed are you,
wishing for a wind,
to blow off your seedlings,
n' carry forth a generation new,
growing green leaves,
add tart whirlwind to a salad fast,
blowing across your taste buds,
why does that fresh salad never last?
no whine from you,
your beautiful yellow flowers,
a brewer wants to grace,
for a wine so smooth, he do create,
so many uses for you,
flowers yellow, an edible innuendo,
abundant mostly in a spring wind,
a plant disdained, but never misused!
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