The logic of grass has always escaped me,
To grow something that needs to be cut.
You work all week, living for the weekend,
Only to be caught in the same old rut.
Lawnmowers, leaf blowers, and edge trimmers,
Working hard from dusk until time for bed.
I’d rather have a dragon just blow fire on it,
Or better still, have a rock garden instead.
Written for Three Things Challenge #78 from Paula Light of Light Motifs II: dragon, lawnmower, and logic.