Picking Favorites
I asked the violets who they
Would like to be picked by
And told the tulips Tuesday
The violets were too shy
If I pick a rose, I hear
It may not pick me back
Thorns are there to warn, my dear
And someday they might attack
The lilacs find it laughable
That I would ever pick them
But I won’t damn the daffodils
For being willing victims.
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