Lion's Tooth Poem by Quel Saige

Lion's Tooth

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Maybe when we can define
Exactly what a not-weed is
We will all learn to love to hate
Our unforgettable, inescapable,
Yellow-headed friends
Just a little less

Not white of winter,
Nor verdant summer,
Nor dying brown of fall.
But underwhelming goldenshade
That overpowers all.

Thursday, April 18, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: summer,winter
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