Carrots, sown Thynne, a deep root may get,
If so be they are in Sommer set.
Their conyngs mark thou! for I have been told,
They assassine when young, and poison when old.
Root out these Carrots, O thou, whose name[4]
Is backwards and forwards always the same!
And keep close to thee always that name[5]
Which backwards or forwards is almost the same.
And, Englond, would'st thou be happy still,
Bury those Carrots under a Hill."[6]