Repent, ye gardeners, repent!
Repent and pay your penance with hours of weeding for planting, once again, a plant that you had no business planting, that took hold in your garden and while you weren’t looking, spread and smothered and self-sowed and destroyed all that was in its path.
Repent for all the plants around that thug, that monster, that invasive hog-plant that seems to know no bounds
