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The Other Side of Ragwort
They say it kills horses and ponies
Worried farmers kill it with spray
Yet ragwort has another side
You don't hear of every day
The virtues of ragwort are few
Yet it provides pollen for bees
Its stalks are a nursery for moth grubs
On my land it grew up to my knees
I did my back in pulling it up
Saw starving bees fly off to die
Ever since then I've felt guilt...
Wednesday 15th April 2020 12:32 pm
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