Onward They Go creeping Buttercup (Ranunculus Repens) Poem by john (called jack) wren
Onward They Go creeping Buttercup (Ranunculus Repens)
This flower of butter as unwanted as a cold
gathers her troops for a mission so bold
she deploys them to her left and right
secure in mind and ready for the fight
they wait impatiently for the command
to spread havoc across the land
onward in silence move row after row
hugging the ground, onward they flow
to raise their flag on captured soil
pronouncing a victory that makes your blood boil.
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