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sweet sweet dandelion made of sugar and design plant your spores wherever they land and make them spring as if a hand had sown them in the potted soil and tended them with loving toil to ensure their healthy growth on pain of death from broken oath sweet and sweet yellow bloom burn your image in my eye in my heart theres always room my soul always free to fly so come and know me in and out and my passion do not flout streak of marvel do i see the faithful mounted bumble bee attracted by your golden color takes your pollen and then flutters on his way to his queens hive giving all to stay alive and please his lady working hard destroying maybes and all because of you my love you parasitic dandelion stealing all of the suns shine all the grass green maddest sight ive ever seen sending out our potent spores to make a million flowers more gold to grey and grey to gold the dandelion never grows old