Growing here, i’ve got summat to say….
Out of the grass i pop with my brilliant yellow flowers and
Like in an instant – you want rid of me
Don’t think for a second i’m just a common garden weed
Exceptional am i – used by the medicine man
Negating their systems Ills in pills
Roses might be the choice of the ladies, but they look
On in jealousy – as i aid the
Doctor and his team – making people better
The Inkwell 