Guest Posted May 15, 2009 Report Share Posted May 15, 2009 Toil and toil, you hate me so. Why this is, I’d like to know. You pull me, kill me, and sprinkle me with dust. Beautiful, I may be, but there’s no trust. I am strong; survival of the fittest. Sure, I kill sometimes, or cause distress. But, I also long to reach for the sky. But, you don’t want me, I’ve been wondering why. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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0 Guest Posted May 15, 2009 Report Share Posted May 15, 2009 Dandelions. you pull them and kill them, because they are weeds, but they are beautiful Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted May 15, 2009 Report Share Posted May 15, 2009 Dandelions. you pull them and kill them, because they are weeds, but they are beautiful Good job!!! Weeds in general was my answer (I expected it to be easy), but dandelion fits just as nicely. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted May 15, 2009 Report Share Posted May 15, 2009 Good job!!! Weeds in general was my answer (I expected it to be easy), but dandelion fits just as nicely. well, some weeds arent quite beautiful, but flower weeds are, and dandelion was the first one that came to my head Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted May 15, 2009 Report Share Posted May 15, 2009 well, some weeds arent quite beautiful, but flower weeds are, and dandelion was the first one that came to my head That's why I said "beautiful MAY BE." But, yes, you chose a good one. : ) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Toil and toil, you hate me so.
Why this is, I’d like to know.
You pull me, kill me, and sprinkle me with dust.
Beautiful, I may be, but there’s no trust.
I am strong; survival of the fittest.
Sure, I kill sometimes, or cause distress.
But, I also long to reach for the sky.
But, you don’t want me, I’ve been wondering why.
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