The dandelion is a vicious, merciless beast whose hollow stems and ravening hunger can be assuaged only when he has devoured the entire yard. He is swift and deadly. And yellow. So very yellow. Most horrifikly of all, the pretty pretty demon has seduced the children. Like the pied piper of Hamelin, apart from the fact he is not pied. Or Hamelinitic. No! No children, do not bend to pluck that clock! The puff pods are poison! Do not! --- You fwoofed it. You fwoofed those fluffy floaters all over my front lawn. Satan's little helpers.
I will have my revenge. Rise, sleek cat who lies at my side, your master bids you scamper and kill! Unleash your clawèd fury! Strike and... rub against their legs? Traitor!
I will have my revenge. Rise, sleek cat who lies at my side, your master bids you scamper and kill! Unleash your clawèd fury! Strike and... rub against their legs? Traitor!
Sometimes it's just easier to convince yourself that you really actually did want a toaster for Christmas... It doesn't have to be a fight. And you, you don't have to be disappointed.
The dandelion after all is symbol of hardiness. Of little guy triumph. It would make a very good emblem for any would-be world taker overers. Certainly if I ever assemble a world dominance army, each and every soldier will wear a dandelion in their lapel for inspiration. Fly through the wind, infiltrate their soil. Fight. Fight. Fight.
pete dandelions are great to eat. and really good for your liver. eat up. or drink dandelion coffee that would teach them to mess with your lawn. what is a lawn any way but an effort to keep control of chaos from creeping in. in nature things need diversity to thrive not homogeneiality. if it is not the moss it is the crab grass, if not that the butter cup, or as you stated the dear dandelion.
Paul