Buttercups

It’s said that Deers like Buttercups
But cows and horses they
Along with sheep and pigs it seems
Won’t eat them any day
The reason being Nature
Instinctively agrees
Historicity proclaims
And on such facts we seize

also known as Ranunculus
Spearworts Crowfoots they
Are these elfish little souls
That brighten up our day
Clinging to the grassy ground
Oft with daisies they
Dance to morning lyricals
And so enjoy their play

Buttercups reflect the yellow
The carrotenoid pigment there
With light creating glossiness
For those that are aware
Deers tis said eat buttercups
Clearly they unsure
That the plant does have a toxin
Glycosides and more
Ranunculin another when crushed
Together they
Produce protoanemonin
Which might just spoil your day
The petals are really bitter
And clearly Wouldn’t be
Eaten by most of us
And so thankfully

Only the deer seems capable
Of eating one or two
Most other animals avoid them
As is their want to do
Years ago the farmers thought
They made cows milk
Look gold
They even rubbed crushed petals
On their udders
They were sold
On the fact that creamy yellow
Milk sold much better they
Were ignorant as the day was long
For it made no difference anyway

And it must have been upsetting
For the cows because the juice
Would have been quite painful
If it was a ruse
It wasn’t Very practical
It didn’t do the trick
If anything it made the cows
Look and just feel sick.

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