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Double red daisies, they’re my flowers, Which nobody else may grow. In a big quarrelsome house like ours They try it sometimes—but no, I root them up because they’re my flowers, Which nobody else may grow. Claire has a tea-rose, but she didn’t plant it; Ben has an iris, but I don’t want it. Daisies, double red daisies for me, The beautifulest flowers in the garden. Double red daisy, that’s my mark: I paint it in all my books! It’s carved high up on the beech-tree bark, How neat and lovely it looks! So don’t forget that it’s my trade mark; Don’t copy it in your books. Claire has a tea-rose, but she didn’t plant it; Ben has an iris, but I don’t want it. Daisies, double red daisies for me, The beautifulest flowers in the garden.
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