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The Taraxacum Platycarpum.

The Taraxacum Platycarpum.

Whether you have, A blue or green thumb.
Be you successful, Or have low income.
Live life with privilege, Or as a Bum.
Enjoy the gift of ...The Taraxacum Platycarpum.
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I sit here hungry, But yet I am smiling.
As I gaze at the field, That I stand by in.
Stretched from my feet, To the horizon.
Laughing and chasing, The Butterfly flying.
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High in calcium, About 9% Iron.
Antioxidants galor, Is so purifying.
Eat them raw, Or add them when frying.
In case of emergency, On this protein I'm relying.
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Considered a pest, If your classifying.
Remember this nuisance,  Always multiplying.
Under the Sun, Or Constellation Orion.
An amazing life form, There is no denying.
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The stores maybe closed, And there you are crying.
Not sure what to do. Well don't stop trying!
It may taste bitter, But it's better than dying!
Add some pineapple, And make it Hawaiian!
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Take this advice, From my friend O'Brian.
From the shadow of death, To the fields of Zion.
There at your feet, Are oversupply in.
Enjoy the nutritious, delicious Dandelion!
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Consider the Butterfly, That you see in this pic.
I suppose you could eat one, But they may make you sick.
It may not be tasty, Or much a step up.
But you might choke one down....
With a little Ketchup!

Quixotic
7 May 2016

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