I see you —

A spot of putrid yellow in

my glorious sea

            Of green!

You have crossed my border

Rebellious lawless

Dandelion,

I’ll call you what you are —

            WEED!

You are the outcome of bad intent,

Flying in uninvited

On the wind

Over my fence

            Through my defense —

Emboldened by

Your natural desire

To live wherever you will —

Consider yourself warned!

I am feeling pesticidal!

            Your kind

Is most unwelcome

And unceremoniously extinguished

In this part of town.

You see —

You are not just a plant

 Out of place,

            You are a stain,

A color pock

On the immaculate face

Of our block, our city

Our nation, our world!

Remember this —

            My lawn is

My reflective pool,

And I will not allow what I am

To be disgraced

By the likes of you.

            The call is mine!