and the carriers of the scythe came
to do a purposeful deed
as a collective they'd dispose
of that most pesky ****

this scourge of all scourges in garden
they'd not contend
unleashing the scythe
would of the **** suspend

the tasking of the collective
had to be met
for in their garden's plot
the ****'s roots must not set

close to ground the scythe's
keen blade did slice and splice
in the hope that the collective's  
garden would be made nice