O Little Weedby Ryan Davisonin Poetryon Posted on March 21, 2018May 3, 2022 O little weedYes simple weedMartyr of my lawn,How fast your greenerySprouts anewYet faster still your gone.My mower does not keep you downAnd pulling will not kill you,But with this sprayYou will turn brownI see no need to bill you.
