I've decided that I like floral.
I've decided that I like floral.
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a cosy poem for the autumn equinox
I’ve decide that I like floral.
What more can I say?
To clothe yourself in flowers,
to ensure they don’t decay.
Wrapped in soft cloth worthy
of a granny’s arms
such a hug will surely
keep you from all harm.
I’ve decided that I like floral.
What more can I say?
Tiptoeing with two socked feet
wishing the world away.
Oh how day and night too quickly
before my eyes do pass
if you can have flowers all around you,
why put them in a vase?