The Cactus
Fleshy stems
Pointed thorns
No leaves
Watery stems
Jelly-like
Abundant growths
Piled up like a statue
Prickly thorns
Weapons for the invaders
Flowers only emerge in old age
A stunt surprise
For men's ignorance
Who are a land king
But not a desert king
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