From deep below the light of day
they fester in the earth
Secretly they stretch their claw's
concealing selfish worth.
A lovely bloom they falsely show
a smile most untrue
If left alone for long my friend
their army far from few.
Place caution when you reach to pick
for in their wisping seed
A deathly power to overcome
A surly one
The weed.
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