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Planting Dandelions

As a child I picked the pretty dandelions
Rubbed them on my cheeks to make my face turn yellow
And when the flowers turned fluffy and white
I picked the white balloons and blew them into the air
Drifting on the breeze under parachutes spreading seeds
Landing where there once was untainted fertile soil
Taking root and taking over the lawns of greener grass
Laying in wait the butter cups on the hunt for virgin cheeks
The choking weeds suffocate the soft blades where children play
Shredding claws and ferocious teeth finish off the bloody feast
Until all that remains is a killing field of yellow hides
Where the dandy lion forever reigns as king of his pride
And smiling cheeks of innocence blindly embraced in claws of hate
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