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Green alien visitor

Envelops all

Even homes and cars disappear

Into lush ugliness

Growing exponentially before my eyes

Impossible to kill

I feel like smothering it in gasoline

And lighting it

To stop the progress

But the beat has a sense of humor

He yells  "Feed me, Seymour"

Before engulfing my patio

God, I hate kudzu