still asleep

dandilions still asleep in the sun. They were soon all open and pretending to be the sun. How can I be expected to cut the lawn. All these lumps of sunshine. Not good for the soul to strim them. And dandilion clocks - so useful and she loves me she loves me not . . The roots make a tea, the leaves a re good in salad - not too many you'll be pissing all night. An old name -piss- a bed.
It's a lovely day.