Phlowery Phools

FLOWERY FOOLS I totally take gardenias for granted As do I the petulant petunias someone planted I neither bless nor bow to any bouquet Nor any overused flowery cliché I walk by the willows and never weep And I wish morning glories wouldst, all day, simply stay asleep No oak is okay with me And may the graves of those gardenias soon come to be The rain gives the garden sustenance as does a sunny sky While I stroll by a stand of birch and wish they all would die I care not to see a rose arise But pray the buds bid all goodbyes I don’t give a damn when a forest is on fire And I’m telling all you fools someone’s a f*****g liar For me there is nothing as fabulous as the forest aflame And the spark t’was Mother Nature, do curse I her name © 2011.…..Phreepoetree ~free cee!~