I have a hatred for these. A complete and utter hatred. I was six, young and innocent, and learnt about how you could 'tell the time by blowing the seeds off'. Did that, and they all flew up, and straight back down into my right eye. These bloody weeds are evil, glad to see them get burnt.
Bit vitriolic, but I'm a girl scorned.
Let the seeds fly away to make more plants!
Don't burn flowers....
Still a fucking weed.
Bit vitriolic, but I'm a girl scorned.
Go big or go home.