The Grass is Always Greener

She was of a rebellious nature,
Desperate to be seen,
So, she bought the little bottle,
To die her pubic hair green.
Off to the tattooist for an inscription,
Above this colourful hair,
Thus, “Please keep off the grass”,
Was artfully inscribed there.
Until the day after some surgery,
She awoke to find her grass gone,
And pinned upon her chest was a note,
“Sorry, but we had to mow your lawn.”