Neat and Tidy

Hawksbeard
Hawk’s Beard, bobbing in the breeze.
Your yellow heads, the zephyrs tease.
You wave at every passing bee,
As butterflies flit by so free.

Beware, beware, my warning heed.
The man-with-the-mower thinks you’re a weed.
Duck down amongst the grass and clover,
When the mower passes over.

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