Will I Get The Prize?
I have killed a lot of weeds in my life,
by Spock the Vegan
Pulled them, hoed them, and cut with a knife.
I have shoveled thistles in the meadow,
burned their seeds before they blow.
I have poisoned thistles and dandelions in the lawn,
Dug them up in the evening and at the crack of dawn.
I have pulled bindweed in the heat of the day,
Making piles big enough to put on the dray.
In Heaven will I get the prize for the most?
Or will God say you killed them and you are toast?
Dandelions flower even when you are sick.
Sometime I'll find out what makes God tick.