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The Red,Red Rose

Oh! how I love the red, red rose, With your soft petals and bewitching smell, Thou art the symbol of love, passion and purity, Reflecting various moods and feelings, Your heavenly fragrance smells of lemons and honey, You look trim and smart, With your petals arranged in exquisite smoothness, Though you sprout out , From a tree of thorns and creepy bushes, You evoke a captivating aroma, That outclasses all the smells, That the world boasts of; You are indeed the queen of flowers An earthly reminder of heavenly blessings..

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