Weeds… I hate them.
I hate them with extreme prejudice!
I lose to them every year!
This year, I have made an all-out commitment.
I WILL NOT LOSE MY GARDEN TO THE WEEDS!
This year… BE PUT ON NOTICE! Dandelions, crabgrass, nutsedge, and quack grass… Your days are numbered!
My garden is now high and dry.
You cannot reach it!
I am allowed to use whatever measures I deem necessary to rid my lawn of you… you dastardly villains…
You will die!
Written for The Daily Post: March 18th. Fight