Golden coin strewn 'cross a sea of green,
posies for children a curse for the gardner!

Golden crowns held high defient an' proud
resolute in each onslaught
to slay and and dominate!

Aye stand proud
taking root in every crevice 'n crag
spread far by the winds of fate.
Showin' the colors of clan for all to see.
Thriving! Undaunted, Triumphant!

Bad poetry is bad poetry but there it is.
The Dandilion gets my vote for the X-Marks clan badge.
Dandilion wine anyone?
Bill