You know how beautiful is thy Flower, When I wrote this, I got lost in thee hour.. Flower there are so many different kinds, when you smell it, it's like getting drunk on wine. But the smell of a flower is so great, when I wrote this line, My arm began to shake. I notice that a wild flower is so free, when I see one on the road, I have to stop and see. Because I love the color on a flower, it will eat my heart in one devour. One Of the color that really show, it would be the pink, it get the blood flowing, and the heart begins to sink. I know that there is nothing perfect in the world, but when I see a flower, I twist and I twirl. Like the one 'Fred Astaire', ' you know that Flowers, are what give us are air? But remember what I tell you, A Flower has my favorite blue, A blue Flower is a lily, forgive me if this poem was a little silly.
Gentle Man
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