FLORAL TRIBUTE

[To the garden that I
loved and lost]

I grew a crimson Peony,
The finest I had seony,
All stately, stout and sumptuous,
And positively bumptuous.
But then, a day or two away,
Its petals fell and blew away.
I'm glad I'm not that Peony.
I'm better off just being me.
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